We received a Pressure Cooker for a Christmas gift this year from a very dear friend. We had been talking earlier about the best way to make ham hocks and beans and all of us came to the conclusion, (because we had heard through the cooking grapevine) that a pressure cooker would be the answer. The problem was that none of us owned one of these kitchen tools.
So our good friend, bless her heart, ran down to her nearest home goods store and bought the Franks their very own pressure cooker. Also in the gift bag was an array of dried beans! Pretty creative gift.
Do not look at my dirty stove!
Since I am not the cook in the house, (Alan is) it was his project to figure out how to use this handy dandy piece of kitchen gadgetry. We have never owned or operated a pressure cooker in our lives. So tonight was the maiden voyage and the scene went something like this:
First a phone call to Alan’s Mom….
“Hey, Mom how do you use a pressure cooker?”…(instructions given)….then Alan repeating at least 6 times, “Yes, I will be careful!”
This was not sounding safe to me.
Next, Alan is popping up videos on Youtube on Pressure Cooker Use. The first one he watches starts out with the statement, “Are you afraid of your pressure cooker?”
Well I wasn’t, but now that you mention it! Guess I should be afraid of something that could explode on my stove top!
Then he starts watching a video by Alton Brown. I love Alton Brown but Alton starts in with physics and PSI on pressure cookery and I’m thinking….”Maybe I don’t want ham hocks and beans that badly, I was never very good in math or science class.”
Actually, Alan was just making a beef stew with neck meat tonight as a test dinner, which is another whole story in itself of the neck meat purchase. But back to the main story…
Finally Alan fires up the pressure cooker and a few minutes later we start to hear the whistling and see large amounts of steam escaping the spinning cap. Quite exciting!
Except Zildjian didn’t share in our excitement. Poor cat thought there were giant snakes in the house. He ran to find safety in the bedroom. Can you see the fear in his big cat eyes?
I am happy to report that I am reporting the story! Yes, if all did not turn out well, I sure wouldn’t be sitting here chronicling this evening’s dinner preparation. No exploding pressure cookers, no frantic cats escaping to parts unknown and a very good beef stew with corn bread for supper.