I realised tonight that I rarely if ever use a recipe for dinner. Even when I give a recipe a nod I tweak it my way.
Today was grocery day. So I bought what looked fresh and in season. Bought meat then got home and started cooking up meals
One is a kind of chicken cacciatore but no wine or mushrooms. But there is a bacon, tomato base, capsicum and olives. Good dose of garlic but I added carrots, zucchini and pumpkin pieces for more vegetables.
Next meal is loosely based on Shepard’s pie. Carrots, zucchini, onion, a bottle of ragaletto sauce and beef mince. Topped with potato, sweet potato and pumpkin mash. I’ll probably brown it when I reheat it.
Third meal is butter chicken. I don’t buy pre-made sauce very often but it was half price and it makes for an easy casserole. Chicken, carrots, a Granny Smith apple, sweet potato, potato, a little zucchini and onion all thrown in a pot with a jar of sharwood’s butter chicken curry sauce plus some water to cover.
I was so lazy, I confess to not browning anything for anything. The whole lot just went in on a simmer or oven cooking.
The meal for tonight which is eaten (sorry no photo) was chicken breast sliced into half to make it thin then put raw into a shallow dish, covered with a sprinkle of dry stock, garlic, Worcestershire sauce, thinly sliced onion (not much) and a handful of thinly sliced mushrooms. Topped with cream after cooking in the oven. So kind of chicken Diane. Served with scallop potatoes baked with a little cheese. Steamed carrots, pumpkin and sweet potato.
I’m glad I can do this but never ask me to cook something twice. Because I’m unlikely to remember what was in it.