Now this person was resourceful and really wanted blueberry pie! 🙂
Cooking in an unfamiliar kitchen is always a bit of an adventure. You never know what you’re going to find, what “obvious essentials” will be glaringly absent, what will need to be improvised, and whether you’ll rise to the occasion.
Last week, our family all rented a house together in Cape Cod. And I should say extended family–not just us three sisters and our parents but various generations of in-laws and of course my two sons to lap up all the attention. While we made sure to eat plenty of fried seafood, ice cream, and pizza, we also made use of the kitchen, which came fully stocked with all sorts of pantry items of varying age (how old exactly were the three 16 ounce jars of ground nutmeg?) and provenance. And because the rule of the house was that anything you use up has to be replaced by the end…
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