Please tell me that I’m not the only one who does this…

You get this great idea in your head for a meal. You customize it to go with the ingredients in your pantry. And then you begin to actually make it and somewhere in the process you end up throwing in a little of this and changing your plan with a little of that and before you know it, the thick carrot soup over toasted millet you had planned turns into roasted chickpeas, carrots and potatoes over spiced millet.

And a side of barbecue sauce. Because I haven’t used enough random ingredients yet.

Just me? Damn that means no one has advice for how to fix this little problem.

I’m still planning to make the carrot soup just as soon as I buy more carrots. The idea came to me as I was reading my one billionth draft of some Canada itinerary at work today and somewhere between Banff and Butchart Gardens I was struck with a divine inspiration from the recipe gods. I vowed to make it a reality but I guess I the chickpeas were calling me tonight.

So back to tonight’s dinner.

I really love roasted chickpeas. They’re crispy and salty and sooooo flavorful. But I keep failing to find something to pair them with that compliments those qualities. While I had started dinner sorta on track to make my original idea by putting the carrots and a potato in the oven to roast (potato was the first sign of add ons to come), it was during that 40-minute wait that I started to get fidgety and threw the chickpeas on the stove.

It was all down hill from there. Oodles of spices were put into the millet (couldn’t decide between Italian and Mexican so I had both!) and then on to the chickpeas to compliment and then on to the veggies as well when I flipped them. They say that hungry cooking is the worst and, yes, that can be dangerous, but bored cooking can also end up random and scattered.

I gave up the plan entirely when I plated the first two components while waiting those last few minutes for the veggies.

 

Mmm. Should have just eaten them on their own. So good.

And then I had a baking sheet full of vegetables, which I pulled out early because impatience got the best of me, and so those just went right on top.

One bite of the potato told me I should have given them another fifteen minites at the least and they were going to need some “cover up” to be eaten this way.

I’m not really going to complain about that though. Love me some BBQ sauce, planned or otherwise!

My dinner companions…

She may look cute, but she’s vicious. I leaned down to kiss her last night and she snapped, bit my face and drew blood! I had just spent the last two hours looking for an affordable apartment with a yard for to accommodate her and she repays me with snarling teeth. I’m sad to admit I got a little more emotional about it than I needed to. But then she did it again today? What gives? Don’t mean to whine but I’m not used to my pets giving me attitude. Advice?