It’s easy they said.
You can cook anything they said.
To prepare for living in the woods, I thought a good investment would be an instant pot. They’ve been around for a few years.
I’ve heard and read great things.
Online searches bring up positive feedback and mouthwatering recipes.
My own mind created visions of simple, healthy, low cost, backwoods meals with easy clean up.
My first impression: WHAT THE FUCK DID I GET MYSELF INTO?
The manual is pathetic. Using this thing IS rocket science and the manual is the equivalent of a 1st grade book. There’s nothing in it. It doesn’t even explain what each button is for. I feel like I’m the girl who got her period and no one explained it to me beforehand. I’M LOST.
Looking for answers on the internet is like trying to find real news on Covid-19. Laughable while simultaneously frustrating and confusing.
We had chicken drumsticks and rice in the house. I figured why not give it a whirl. Below is an online picture next to a picture of reality.
Although it looked unappetizing it tasted decent. I was impressed with the rice. It did have a better consistency than that of a rice cooker.
What no one tells you is it takes the instant pot time to warm up and build the pressure it needs to quickly cook the food. So a recipe that boasts of a cook time of 5 to 10 minutes is more like 20 minutes.
Now for the best part. We had a box of pancake mix in the house and I found a recipe for a giant instant pot pancake.
How hard could that be? See pictures below. Online and reality
This fucker was a bitch to make.
I followed the instructions to a T. Once the instant pot got going it started beeping and flashing a “burn food” warning.
It took an hour. Yes an hour to make this pathetic pale pancake and there is an inch of it burnt to the bottom of the pan.
Jase, the optimist that he is, ate it enthusiastically with a stick of butter and container of syrup.
If you weren’t worried about us moving into the woods before, you should be now. We are likely to starve out there.
There are plenty of instant pot cookbooks, but I’m not a fan.
I find cookbooks to be full of things I’d never eat, like tomato wheatberry soup, and by the time you purchase all the ingredients you’ve spent a weeks worth of grocery money on one recipe.
I prefer things basic.
I’m not giving up.
I will love the instant pot and the insanity it rode in on.