Well, the odds are it’s not going to be a winner every time. I was thinking to myself, “how come I haven’t received any flops from Blue Apron? Is this crash course in cooking be too good to be true?” Ask and I shall receive, I guess. Last night’s dinner was a hot mess. What you’re about to read is not going to be pretty, but I suppose it’s all a learning experience anyway.
I was optimistic at the outset. I enjoy Indian food. I also enjoy cheese. It would be interesting to see how the two taste in combination with one another. I was curious about what Farmer’s Cheese was (it’s like a more rubbery mozzarella). The goal was to cut the cheese into eight equal pieces so each person can have two slices with the chutney. Everything fell apart right from the beginning…literally.
The directions want you to slice the cheese lengthwise into eight equal pieces. The problem was the cheese wasn’t thick enough to cut each slice without it falling apart. No matter which way I sliced it, nothing I was getting resembled the photo in the instructions. The cheese pictured looked long and flat and those slices kept falling apart on me, so I said, screw this, and cut it into blocky sticks. In the long run, the kids weren’t going to care so much about the shape of the cheese. It’s still cheese!
Ultimately it was my own failure to properly read the instructions that completely destroyed this meal. While making the date chutney, the directions state to add a pinch of the curry powder from the spice packet. Keyword: pinch. Somehow I totally glossed over that part and dumped in the entire contents of the package. Oops. The curry was supposed to be used to coat and flavor the cheese. The only solution I could come up with to have any chance of salvaging this meal was to cook the cheese in a bit of remaining chutney on the stove. Ugh…it didn’t work out and the cheese started melting in the pan.
The Dal had all the right ingredients, but my heart wasn’t in it by that point anymore. I didn’t let the lentils boil in the water long enough, so it came out slightly underdone and the spinach was stringy and sad. When your five-year-old says, “Mommy, the soup looks like throw-up!” Eeeeuughhh….we’re done here. On the plus side, they ate enough of their cheese to fill their tummies without me having to make a substitute dish.
Better luck next time! 10 for 11 good ones is a solid enough record. Had this been my first meal experience, I’m not sure I’d have stuck around. Tonight’s recipe is bound to be a favorite for my husband as it features one of his favorite things to eat.