My MIL gave me a Pressure Cooker for Mother's Day a few years ago. It is a very nice one with digital read outs and a plug and such. I must admit that I have never used it...until today. I was too scared and I didn't know how to use it. So I researched online and read and highlighted the instruction manual and decided to try making Cafe Rio Pork.
I defrosted the meat, made the Spicy Ranch dressing(which I got some jalapeno pepper in my eye. It was on fire for about 30 mins, Hurtiest thing EVER!) and got the tortillas out and ready to cook. I stuck the pork roast in the cooker, browned all side, added water, put the lid on and turned it on. It was exciting and I felt like a daredevil.
No smoke or sparks were coming out of it so I went on to make a yummy dessert (Better Than You know What Cake) and then the beeper beeped. I got a spatula and used the handle to make the steam come out. Then I grabbed the handle (BTW IT IS VERY HOT, I burned my hand! duh!) Opened it up. I was so excited to see this perfect juicy tender roast! My heart was pounding!
I opened it up and looked at it and stuck my fork in to shred it but it was STIFF and HARD. I thought maybe I need to cook it more. I cooked it 15 more mins. Opened it and it was the same. I was sad. I called my mom since she used to cook with a Pressure Cooker all the time (used to). She went over a long list of what I could've done wrong but I had done everything that she said. I made sure the lid was sealed on, I had the pressure thingy in the right spot, there was no steam escaping, etc. I don't know what happened. I cried. I felt disappointed in myself. Everyone said that Pressure Cookers were easy to use and made way good food so I was so disappointed that I couldn't do it. That's when I felt like #$#@^* YOU PRESSURE COOKER!!!
I called my mom and asked if she could take us to dinner.
We went to Lone Star.
Maybe one day I shall try this adventure again.


