Well it happened, it finally happened.  I guess it was bound to happen seeing as how I have been experimenting with new recipes and cooking techniques.  I finally made the worst. dinner. ever. 

It was bad.  Really, really bad.  About half way through the cooking process I knew it was not going to end well.  The look and smell of everything coming together was awful!  Black, slimy and smells like vinegar are three things that should not describe your dinner.

But of course, I couldn’t slave over a meal without trying it.  How would I ever know how bad it really was? 

I bravely took a bite, only to immediately gag.  I looked over at B and said, “Honey you try it.”

“Are you out of your mind?  You just gagged!”

Don’t worry, I still made him try it.  And he gagged too.  I wasn’t kidding when I said it was the worst meal ever.

I was trying to make a Japanese dish that included soba noodles and fresh vegetables with a glaze of miso, rice vinegar and soy sauce.  I went to five grocery stores to find soba noodles and miso!  I even ventured into the very scary Japanese grocery store.  I don’t even want to know what was in those unlabeled jars in the back of the refrigerator.

In case you are wondering what soba noodles are they thin noodles made from buckwheat.  Sounds normal right?  Maybe it was because I didn’t fully understand what I was buying, but soba noodles are gross.  I have seen plenty of recipes that use these and the noodles look normal.  They look like any normal variety of wheat pasta.  My noodles were black.  Black, slimy and funky smelling.

Let me just show you how bad this really went,

Oh yes, that’s right.  And no, this is not an April Fool’s Day joke.  This really happened. 

All is well in the Sagowitz kitchen now though.  It took a few days to get the smell out, but I am back to cooking mostly successful meals.  There was that one day where I poorly chose my chicken marinade, but that wasn’t my fault.  I blame Mrs. Dash.  B has gone back to trying mysterious meals without crying in the corner.  I am still allowed to venture away from Mac n’ Cheese with Pigs in a Blanket. 

Anyone want a giant package of soba noodles?  Only slightly used.

* I would like to dedicate this post to B.  He bravely drove to my work, picked up my cell phone and downloaded new software, all so I could post the lovely picture you see above.  Without him this day could have gone poorly.  I was already starting to pout and plotting ways to kill my cell phone.  Thanks B!