In Recipes and Recollections of My Greek-American Family, Elaine Manolakas Schmitz shares her family’s traditional recipes and tales. It’s a beautiful book with color photos and high quality paper. She tells about two families who migrated from villages in Greece to Greektown Detroit, Michigan. “As they settled, mingled, and grew, they maintained their culture, customs, and cooking.”
I admire good cooks, cookbooks, and cooking shows, but I try very few new recipes. I used to be a fair cook but since I’ve become a writer, my culinary skills have diminished. The last two Christmas dinners, I made what should have been a simple dinner of beef roast and vegetables in a crock pot. Last year, I added too much water and it became a boiled roast that took hours longer than the butcher told me it would. This year, I bought the roast from a ranch that prides itself with range free cattle, grass-fed, no hormones or other additives. We buy hamburger from them often and have never been disappointed. The owner gave me directions on how to cook the roast in my crock pot since I told her about my previous attempt.
I chopped the vegetables, laid the carrots, potatoes, and onions on the bottom of the pot and put the roast on top with spices. Then came the water. She had said just enough to cover the bottom. Hmm, cover the bottom of the pot, the bottom of the vegetables, or the bottom of the roast, I wondered. Must be the bottom of the pot. I put in one cup compared to last year when I poured in enough to fill the pot to the top. Six hours at the most, she said.
After three hours, I checked the roast and gasped. The roast had curls. You know those looped scarves that are popular? My roast was a gray, very wet version, sections so curled, I could not loosen them. And water…it was at the top of the pot again, ready to spill through the lid. I quickly scooped out five cups. Where did all that liquid come from? I struggled to cut a small clinched piece to taste. I chewed and chewed and chewed, tougher than beef jerky. The flavor of spices was good but no one could eat it. There wasn’t enough meat between all the gristle. The garbage can had a feast.
I thought I could ask Elaine Schmitz for advice since I see her almost every Monday in writing class, but I’ve sworn off of cooking roasts in a crock pot…actually I’ll never buy a roast again. Our family agreed to eat out next Christmas Day.
3 responses to “Cooking”
I just worked really hard writing a comment on this wonderful book, pushed post comment, looked like it worked, but when I went back to check, it did not show up!? 😦
Will see if it shows up. I am too sleepy to re-write it now.
Warmly, ~hella >
Hi Julaina,! Thanks for mentioning my book. I used the lemon roasted potatoes recipe for a potluck I hosted – totally consumed. Tomorrow I will make my granddaughters their favorite, Avgolemono (Egg Lemon) soup. I suggest the roast lamb or chicken for your next year’s Christmas dinner. Much less time spent preparing and cooking, and we can talk before then about a few easy tips. In the meantime, I look forward to attending your useful and helpful class. Have a great new year’s celebration.
Lemon roasted potatoes sound great. Yes, Let’s talk at the next class.