I made my first roux tonight. Actually, I should say, "we made our first roux" because I had a lot of help.
Mari was my assistant chef, and yes, she stayed and stirred almost the entire time. She has always been the most interested in the kitchen.
That said, for most people I would not recommend your first experience with a roux be a double-barrel roux duet. I seriously would have probably burned them both without Mari's help.
But I'm pleased to report, it worked just like it's supposed to. Got brown and thick and chocolate-looking, and when the veggies went in there it just turned into a brown, buttery, sticky gooey mess of freaking deliciousness.
Why did I have to do two? Well, because my wife went vegetarian a year ago...and I like a challenge. Thanks to Ivy's Feast for the recipe idea, adjusted for our family.
Soy sausage and tofu for Steph
Chicken and Andouille for the rest of us.
Let it not be said that she hasn't tried to love it, but Steph just can't get past the texture of tofu. I get it. It's not my favorite, but I've made it a personal mission since she went vegetarian that I won't cook her anything I wouldn't eat myself.
She even helped make dessert - a family favorite, bananas foster. She has always loved helping cut up the bananas.
This part is my job, though:
I hate that picture. I look like someone took my head off and then reattached it too tight. The point is, however, if you look close you can see a little blue flame going on.
Anyway, a fun night in the kitchen. And fun to have a child who is so interested in cooking. There's hope for us yet.
Matt