Bear in mind that my mother never used a pressure cooker and I had heard wild tales of them exploding and decorating the kitchen ceiling. But I had heard so many people raving about the convenience and it sounded like it would make cooking easier and cleanup faster.
Well, Santa (or one of his helpers) obliged. Within days I screwed up my courage to give it a try using recipes that came with it. I liked the idea that the Instant Pot could saute so that is the type of recipe we tried. Frankly, I was less than enamoured with the process; it didn't seem to be any faster or better than if I had cooked the same thing in my big skillet. So the IP went on the shelf and I returned to the methods I had been using for over 50 years.
Recently I started feeling guilty about not using it so I ordered some cookbooks and began marking recipes that looked good (or at least manageable). My first attempt was Grown-Up Mac and Cheese.
|Photo from the cookbook|
Nevertheless, I left the IP out on the counter as a constant reminder that I need to use it or lose it.
Next I tried Pork Carnitas for tacos. Six pounds of pork butt falling apart in 50 minutes -- now that's worth talking about! And it was delicious, too.
My bravery increased and I even purchased some silicone accessories at the kitchen outlet store last week. First I steamed some butternut squash; it was OK but a bit overdone. Undaunted, last night I cooked a boneless Turkey breast. I put it in the new steamer basket ...
... with petite Yukon gold potatoes stacked on top ...
All I can say is it's a new day in the Smith household! Delicious! I'm hoping a new cookbook with recipes for two will keep me going in this new direction.