Recipe for disaster : An evening with John Kuminecz
The funniest thing about this posting is that I give a certain amount of money from my ecommerce to put my search strings first in google searches. That being said, John's name should now pop up under the Hightower's Adventures blog right quick. This posting is for Chris, who's sieve-like memory is up there with my Grandmum's, who like me probably still has bad dreams about this encounter. I am jealous that he has the ability to repress such things. I believe he should make a toon called memento. Anyhow on with the post.
John asked everyone over for dinner one night. The grunts coming from the family could only mean one thing, that they were damned excited to go to John's for dinner. Mary Lou then unfolded the great history of his cooking successes. Thank God for ML for without her, her kids may have developed a worse colons than myself. We got a Roast Chicken for Beth, as she is more picky than a transfusion recipient. We got to his house, removed our coats, looked around a bit and started in on the appetizers. Everyone was awkwardly recounting stories to each other, so I decided to head into the kitchen. John was stirring something but I couldn't make out what the substance in the pan was. I noticed the great amount of grease stored in the wee George Forman grill to the left, and wondered to myself how long it had been there. I asked John what he was making. He told me that he was making Alfredo or a cream sauce. I asked him how he was making this alfredo sauce. I didn't see any cheese, butter, cream or anything that you might actually make a cream sauce with. He told me he was going to add the cheese later and to make a good cream sauce you used Mayonnaise. For those of you who don't know, I have a Ipecacesque reaction to Mayonnaise. I told him how one might make the sauce and he scoffed at me. John has this form of speech which suggests that he knows infinitely more than you. I know this from experience. I helped him move once or twice. He got trapped under a couch because of his vast knowledge. I clued the rest of family in to his creation and they all made the same face I did. We sat at the table, casting odd glances at each other, eating only plain noodles, peas, and small bits of the chicken that was reserved for Beth. I should make a sub blog entitled the misadventures of john kuminecz. kum in ech koomeineshz. kimeinchu. Thats just ramdom ways i've heard the name pronounced.
Cheers for now. Time to go mother this damned headache of mine.
Oh I've included a real recipe for it.
* 1/4 cup butter
* 1 cup heavy cream
* 1 clove garlic, crushed
* 1 1/2 cups freshly grated Parmesan cheese
* 1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley
1. Melt butter in a medium saucepan over medium low heat. Add cream and simmer for 5 minutes, then add garlic and cheese and whisk quickly, heating through. Stir in parsley and serve.
Posted by Kris Hightower at 10:23 AM