I don't know how Martha does it. I have the best of intentions. I try to have it all together.
The sad fact is that I'm far from Martha. We have three library books from Emma's school that we just can't find. Our hallway bathroom floor is littered with 3 school binders, 4 barbies, a barbie slide, and a dirty pair of socks. I spilled powdered sugar all over my kitchen this morning. I still haven't cleaned it up. My laundry pile is pretty much overflowing.
In my quest to serve a picture perfect dinner for my family last night, this is what happened.
I had such high hopes. I found these cedar planks on sale yesterday and thought I'd try to make cedar-planed smoked salmon. I also wanted to try some new potatoes on the grill. I followed the directions on the cedar planks, even though I was a little dismayed to learn that they were a one-time tool. I soaked them for two hours, flipped them after 3 minutes, and put my salmon and potatoes on top.
I'm still not quite sure what happened - but instead of freaking out, I just scooped the salmon and potatoes into baking dishes and put them in the oven. I avoided the flames and removed the planks from the grill and deposited them onto our patio. They continued to burn and smolder for at least an hour. One time use, indeed.
In the end, our dinner was delicious and rather pretty - but sometimes with cooking you just have to go with the flow. And, if you're expecting everything to be perfect on the first try - don't even start.
The salmon and potatoes were smoky and very tasty - but I'm going to google the Alton Brown method of cedar planking fish. I vaguely remember seeing a Good Eats episode where he bought a cedar plank at a hardware store.
The reason I have powdered sugar all over my kitchen is because I thought I was retrieving an unopened bag of it from my cupboard - it was already opened. But, it was worth it. Betty Crocker's Pound Cake, Lemon. I simply added lemon extract in place of the vanilla and then folded in 1 T of lemon peel. Topped with a powdered sugar and lemon juice glaze. It reminds me of Martha until I walk into my kitchen.