09 Jun 17
09:50 hrs
You heard right!
Chef Blaine screwed up!
I arrived home last night expecting to be greater by the scent of an Asian pork loin simmering in the crock pot.
But no. Not a whiff. What the hell!
At 04:00 hrs Chef Blaine had taken the roast out and placed it in the slow cooker. Three cloves of crushed garlic, a large knob of freshly minced ginger, a large dollop of peanut butter, a large splash of soy followed by the multitude of glugs of lime ponzu plus a couple good squirts of shiracha all blended together with loving care before being poured over the roast.
At 12:00 hrs Chef Blaine contacts the Wayward Inn and speaks to the Sr. Loin Fruit. "Use a serving fork and turn the roast over. Turn it away from yourself because you don't want the hot liquid to splash on you."
At 14:00 hrs Chef Blaine calls the Wayward Inn and instructs the Sr. Loin Fruit to reduce the setting to keep warm. His plan, when he got home, was to drain off the liquid and reduce it in a pot until it was a thickened sauce.
At 16:30 hrs Chef Blaine arrived home and discovered that his taste buds would be denied as he he neglected to...
Plug in the crock pot!
As a result the roast, which had been sitting out at room temperature since 04:00 hrs was bagged and tossed. The sauce was flushed. The crockery washed with soapy hot water and put away.
Eggs anyone?
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