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My mother was right.

Posted by Allison on October 13, 2008

It’s just the one time I’ll write that so take a minute to absorb.  A while ago my mother gave me a rice cooker.  This was just one thing in a long list of useless gifts that my mother has given me over the years.  I am not very gracious upon receiving these gifts but this one in particular really pissed me off.  I fancy myself kind of a chef. I enjoy making new and exciting meals for my family as well as staple favorites that everyone loves.  My turkey and stuffing is legendary.  I never opened the rice cooker.  I’ve had it over a year and never opened it. Then came sushi night.  I had a LOT of rice to make and thought, what the hell I’ll give it a try.  I took it out of the box (yep still in the box WITH styrofoam) and followed the directions to make 8 cups of rice.  Holy crap!  This it the best invention EVER.  There is no boil over onto the stove the damn thing is AUTOMATIC and the rice comes out perfectly. I am in shock. Here is my new best appliance.

Tonight I used it to make wild rice to stuff the cornish game hens….which bring us to the second part of this post.

Today is Canadian Thanksgiving.  I REALLY didn’t want to make a turkey for a variety of reasons so I decided to do something my mother used to do and make cornish game hens.  Here they are before they went into the oven and once finished…stuffed with wild rice from the rice cooker….and bathed in red wine…..Happy Thanksgiving.

I know what you’re thinking.  Yes, I’m a rock star…..

One Response to “My mother was right.”

  1. Shelly said

    I’ll let you in on a secret use for the rice cooker, that I didn’t want to be true, but it is…

    I use mine to make left-over ribs come alive. Steaks and stuff, too. It just pumps moisture into it, and heats it and it’s actually better than it was when you first served it.

    I didn’t want a rice cooker, either. Now, I can’t function without it.

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