My amazing husband found a super fabulous recipe that he wanted us to try this weekend. The catch: it had 87 thousand ingredients and an equal number of steps to complete it. It really looked delicious in the picture (and I do love a full page glossy picture in a cookbook). We decided to attempt it. It would be fun, right? A cool project to work on as a couple...despite changing a diaper - or two, rescuing a cowboy hat from the bathtub, rescuing the dog from being ridden by the 3 year old, dodging telemarketers, stepping over plastic jungle animals that kept crawling under our feet, putting all of the tupperware back in the cabinet thanks to our 1 year old, fixing snacks for everyone while we complete this life long recipe and forgetting the fresh parsley. Dried would simply have to do.
The attempted recipe: Herbed Omlet Torte. We were both convinced that, thanks to our friends at Southern Living, this recipe would revolutionize baby showers, bridal showers, pot lucks, dinner clubs and any excuse in which to dazzle and amaze in a culinary setting. I painstakingly took pictures of each step - as you have to wilt spinach, saute red peppers, make two omlets with fresh dill, parsley and tarragon...layer everything with ham and swiss and olives in a buttery, flaky puff pastry crust. Who cares that it was 47 grams of fat per serving? It was going to be the recipe of recipes. I'll forgo the plethora of photos I took in which to pull you into the recipe the way I was. The pictures are FAR more delicious than the outcome.
We pulled the masterpiece out of the oven. It was beautiful, it smelled amazing...it it it....was a bland and disappointing recipe. Sadness. I'm not totally giving up on the concept - as I feel there is potential there, but a repeat of this complex Herbed Omlet Torte won't take place again in my lifetime.
Alas, here is a photo of our noble attempt that was merely more of a fun project for us to work on together, and not a delicious revolution. Oh well - you win some, and you give some to your garbage disposal. Such is life. They can't ALL be good - right?
Have a delicious afternoon and let's hope dinner turns out good. :)