I am a woman. I have hundreds of recipes on Pinterest. I watch foodie shows and know the names of the major Chefs. Therefore, I can cook....right??? Such was my mindset until this morning when I realized all is not as it seems.
Two days ago I was in bed watching some food show. A guy was showing how to make schnitzel. That is when I realized how simple it would be for me. After all, it is only a banged up fried pork chop. Just for back up I went to google for a step by step recipe. Foolproof. Right???
Today was the day. I decided to cook lunch for my older son and myself since we would be at the fair this evening. I found that the pounding of the pork chop was actually very therapeutic. As I was pounding I sent my oldest to the store. Bless him of little faith, he chose to have a Sonic burger instead of my wonderfully thought out lunch...Anywho, back to the task at hand. I didn't have any panko on hand but I did have bread crumbs. I pounded the chops, dredged them, and plopped them into a pan on med high heat per instructions. Almost immediately the bread crumbs turned black. That wasn't suppose to happen. I turn the heat down and continue to attempt frying the thinly pieces of pork. In the back of my head all I can think of is food poisoning if I don't cook pork properly. If I cook them any longer my pan will ignite. Even as I decrease the heat the chops continue to turn black. I go back to Pinterest to double check recipe. I did everything as told. Maybe it would taste better than it looks. Now it is time to start the sauce. I have already decided that there is no deglazing a burned pan so I resort to a sauce pan. All is required is chicken stock, sour cream with dill and do not boil. I mix the sour cream in and it doesn't dissolve. I have lumps everywhere. By this time I feel like a complete failure. I still have stock and sour cream left so why not check out deglazing the pan. Well as soon as the stock hits the pan it smells wonderful. The only unappealing effect was the big black dots floating.
The moral of the story is stick to good ole southern cooking like grandma taught.
This is what it should look like
This is what mine looked like.
