I recently started a job as a kitchenhand at a dining hall. Since I’ve been working there, Ive learned ALOT about baking. Everything we make needs to be made in bulk due to the amount of poeple we serve each day. We make sheet cakes and cut them into slices, plate them, and then serve them.
When I first started getting into the baking portion of my job, I found it difficult to cut nice-looking pieces of cake. The frosting would stick to the knife along with cake crumbs and it ended up making the cake look messy. One day, we popped the cake [without the frosting] into the freezer for about an hour [after it cooled] just to see if it would help reduce the crumb-frosting mess when it was being cut. And it worked. You just need to have a bowl of HOT water handy to dip the knife into after a few slices to clean it up. This helped me so much; it was quicker and easier then just cutting a plain cake.
Another handy tip I learned, this one not from work but from my mother who worked in a 5 star restaurant for a while, is how to keep chocolate chips/raisins/nuts etc from sinking to the bottom of a cake/muffin/loaf/bread. You simply just roll whatever youre adding into the cake/muffin/loaf/bread in flour or cocoa powder [depending on your recipe. It helps keep the additional ingrediants from sinking to the bottom and helps your baked goods have more of an evenly- distributed flavour.
I Still remember the day I brought him home. My first George foreman. After all the glitz and glamour represented by this miraculous item on T.V, I was completely in awe of the box now gloriously shining in my excitable hands. I could hardly wait to open this much talked about contraption and try it myself. I saw the pounds slipping away in the form of liquid fat oozing from my burgers. I saw grilled vegetables! Grilled Chicken! Grilled Fish! But for the most part, I saw a more beautiful, more slimmer me eating these grease deprived items! But what really happened? The Chicken dried out, the fish stuck to the grill, and the vegetables never happened. Mainly because I don’t eat a lot of vegetables. But the hamburgers and meats that I grilled, although slightly dry, made me feel better about myself. I didn’t lose weight. But I avoided grease, which I am sure will one day show benefits in the form of unclogged arteries. As a mother of three and wife to one… my cooking time became so much easier! And as My George and I got to know each other, I found ways to keep the dryness out. For instance, adding water a couple times during the grilling process. I discovered fish and George do not get along, and mostly I learned to love this man in my life for what he was. He is a meat cooker. A wonderfully simple meat cooker! He steals my grease and helps me to think that I am living a healthier lifestyle. So he can’t be all bad. But I must say that after all the hype that happened during that first year that he came out, I did expect so much more. As would any woman I am sure!
My George Foreman grill has lived with me for almost three years, and I can’t imagine life without him. Like any good relationship, yes, even one with a small appliance, you have to learn each-others quirks. I have learned what he can cook, and what he can’t. I have learned that with certain food items and George the Teflon WILL NOT WORK and food will stick no matter how much you hate for it to do so. I have also learned that Gourmet cook or not…. the grill has the ultimate say if you are using it, and no amount of pleading and arguing will prevent that hardened dried skin on the chicken. Though undoubtedly when you go to empty that third tray of grease into the garbage can, you will breath a little sigh of thanks with George’s name at the end. Thanks that your hamburger isn’t swimming in that lard pool, and thanks that your stomach will avoid making its own lard pool. Thanks that you can make your own double cheeseburger at home without the artery clogging! Thanks that your husband gazes at you in adoration because you made him meat, and he’s excited because the bun isn’t soggy. (Or at least you think thats why he’s excited) Really, your not sure if he notices that or not, but you sure do. But your convinced he’ll notice the puddle in the garbage and wonder what it is. But you’ll be the only one who will really know the truth. So thanks to George for that, now if he could invent a grill with a built in meat juicer, I would be his for the rest of my life.