How many people do you know wants to be a chef – or at the very least, wants to learn how to cook? I know a lot. I’m not sure if it’s just with my network of friends but it seems like cooking has been a ‘frustration’ for most of us. Our desire to learn how to cook may be drawn from necessity to feed ourselves, from curiosity to explore what we are capable of, or even from obsessive behavior to just be good at something.
Although my reason doesn’t really fit into any of those stereotypes, I may categorize myself along with those who needs to learn how to cook to fend for themselves. My reason is simple. I love to eat. A lot. Unfortunately, I don’t have that much money to be always buying takeaways from fancy restaurants. So, like any cheapskate would do, I try to make my own gourmet food.
Over the weekend, I’ve been craving for burgers.
There was a time when I was experimenting on some chicken burger patties that I scavenged off my parent’s freezer and I was able to create something H.I.D-like (H.I.D is a food joint that sells great chicken burgers) by simply adding cajun spices, steak sauce, and some other stuff that I don’t really remember. I don’t usually document my ingredients for I like to think of myself as a prodigy who can magically make food taste better without following measurements or recipes. Haha… Anyway, I wanted to recreate that masterpiece so I went to the grocery to look for those chicken burger patties and to buy some spices. But since the nearest grocery that we have is just a small supermarket, I had very limited options. The only spices available on the shelves are the basic ones, and the only available meat are those pre-processed, ready-to-cook beef burger patties. Since I’m really itching to make burgers, I bought some really cheap pepper steak marinade, some spices, and three variants of those locally made ‘ulam-burger-type’ patties.
As soon as I got home, I thawed the meat, added both the spices and the marinade, and sprinkled over some Worcestershire sauce. It really smelled great when it was on the griller so I was really excited. Well, you may have already guessed what happened next. Once it was done, I took an itsy-bitsy portion from one of the patties to taste it and as soon as it touched my tongue, I was coughing like crazy from all the spices and from the saltiness of the marinade.
I think I may have discovered the recipe for rat poison.
Oh, well… I should have just bought fast food with the money that I had. Disappointed, I nibbled on a piece of bread that’s topped with tuna spread.
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