Pasta dinner was on the horizon, which meant a salad heist was inevitable.
Friday night dinners in the cafeteria are always hoppin' with hundreds of spectators consuming the freshly cooked deliciously nutritious meals (well... ). We situated ourselves by one of the five tables that were occupied in order to give us some cover for the pending intake. Backpacks were at side with appropriately suited containers inside. Quickly evading the salad bar lady, we scurried off with our baskets piled high of lettuce.
Sketchy? Who would ever take lettuce to go? We would, we did, because we are sketchy and cannot grow our own food. An entire 11 x 14in container and we were set for the upcoming Cajun Pasta Dinner. And a big thanks to the Immigration Conference letting us take a nice vat of Tazikis' Greek dressing off their hands.
Day 2 - the making
Pasta dinnertime had arrived in the kitchen. Our ingredients organized on the counter, the skillet on the stove, and at that moment all of our problems and experimental errors were hatched and would continue to be throughout the remaining time.
Let me interject here that the overall time for cooking should have been 20 minutes tops; little did we know that the problems we would face would increase our time to an ultimatum of 2 hours and 20 minutes. Low on blood sugar to begin with, all outside factors changed our reaction capabilities. When a problem(s) arises, you have to be creative. [The World is Flat by Thomas L. Friedman "collaboration, innovation, and connectivity" reference.]
The stove top did not work, so we packed everything up, and hauled it up the hill to another kitchen. [exercise score 1.]
The new kitchen destination was occupied so we had to wait quite a while catching the tail end of "Forrest Gump." [exercise score 3.] And then aha! the kitchen was ours. We Cajun chickened it up like a boss. Noodle time. We reckoned that the egg noodles in a crock pot would have been fine until 15 minutes later the noodles were not cooked all the way through, rather they were steamed. We had steamed the noodles! Mushy and incredibly disgusting, I wish I could accurately describe the taste for you. [exercise score 15, who knew that cooking could entail so many trips up and down the stairs? Well, we do now.]
In conclusion, the mistakes were rectified; much innovation, collaboration, and creativity/connectivity was had, and Team Cara & Katie were exercised Cajun Pasta experts.
In the end, the dish and endeavors were quite a success despite the complicated efforts. And we didn't start any fires, another positive.
Take it or leave it, but at least think about how much more wonderful the end product of your efforts always turn out as opposed to the slightly less satisfactory but still wonderful end product had everything gone as planned.
Cajun Pasta night was definitely an adventure.
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