Grill

Making a delicious, multi-course, Michelin-star-bedazzled foodfest is a great feeling. You prepare, you meticulously build a mise en place so scientifically exact that it’s worthy of the douchy italics I just used. In short: you make some fucking theater.
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<br />Tricking people into thinking you spent the kind of effort I just described when you really did jack shit, however…that’s just a higher art form altogether.
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<br />Now, does that mean this is something you should do all the time? No, you lazy piece of garbage, it’s not. Spending an entire day (preferably two or three) on a meal makes you a better cook. It makes you a better person. It teaches you that small mistakes can add up to utter disaster, and teaches you that in a particularly salient way: by catching you/your food on fire (or any other number of horrible things).
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<br />But on the opposite side of the coin, it’s important to keep your cards hidden, too (and to use less goddamned clichés). When you go all out; go all out. When you want a tasty meal that won’t require calling off of work and inducing crippling carpal tunnel, you keep the cooking technique easy and the presentation tight.
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<br />Granted; making your own pepper jelly doesn’t usually fall in the realm of “lazy”, but this is Fresh Beats, Fresh Eats, not Sandra Lee’s Soulless Cannery of Horrors.
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<br />…I’d probably watch that show if it existed. But only to see who gets killed off in the first season.

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