Well, not really. But I get points for trying, right? In my defense, I’d like to point out that, (a) I didn’t have a working oven for two months, (b) My oven is freakishly small, (c) My kitchen is also freakishly small, (d) I don’t have a dishwasher, and (e) I don’t get paid until Thursday.
Did I mention I had to mark the temperature dial with glitter glue?
Now that that’s out of the way.
In addition to pretentious dinner, my diet has pretty much been forced to rely on foods that can be made on the stove, grilled, or microwaved. Read: I’ve been eating like a college student for the past two months. Grilled cheese, read beans and rice, hot dogs, spaghetti…tasty, yet not very substantial. But that all ended tonight. I finally made a meal (sort of)!
On the menu: barbeque chicken, oven-roasted potatoes with Old Bay, peas, and bread & butter. Although this seemed like an easy enough dinner, I realized that I would have to figure out the easiest, laziest way to cook it all. You see, a tiny oven and lack of dishwasher means that not much can be cooked at the same time, and damn it, I don’t want to wash a bunch of dishes later. And by “later,” I probably mean, “three days from now.” But with a little ingenuity, I figured out a solution: whatever I ended up making, I would try to make in just one dish.
One dish, two foods, hopefully one big success.
So how did it go? Continue reading