The light at the end of the tunnel

Arrgghh! It’s been a tough week. Anatomy final on Saturday, biochem final last night, broken oven…all of which conspired against me when it came to writing anything here, clearly.

But the term is now over, and as of five minutes ago, our oven is fixed! We were sure that we were going to have to buy a new oven, but Jeff was able to do something with the fuse box, and the outlet, and I don’t know what, and we got the clock and the burners to work again, so all we had to do was buy a new heating element for the oven, which took no time at all to put in. Here’s a photo of the old, dramatically busted heating element, a photo that is only remotely interesting because I took the photo with my iPhone’s Hipstamatic app:

Bad heating element! Cool retro-style photo!

Anyway, we did some heavy leaning on our toaster oven and crockpot,* which resulted in a happy recipe discovery on Sunday. I pulled out several chicken thighs from the freezer, defrosted them in the fridge, then tossed them in my crockpot with:

  • A can of coconut milk
  • A can of diced tomatoes
  • A finely sliced onion
  • About 1/2 cup of Patak’s Tikka Masala paste. (Not the sauce…the paste. This is important!) 

I got a bit of a late start on it, what with the distraction of studying and all, so I turned the crockpot on high and let it cook for  about 6 hours, until the thighs were getting all falling-apart, then I tossed a can of chickpeas (aka garbanzo beans), that I had drained and rinsed. I would have sprinkled some chopped cilantro on top, if I’d had any, a la the Jamie Oliver recipe that I used as a foundation (his recipe called for lightly browning the onions, and didn’t call for a crockpot).

Anyway, it was easy, delicious, made really good leftovers the next day, and didn’t require a stove! I didn’t take a picture, which is a pity, because it would have looked really cool in Hipstamatic mode!

* Jeff, being the sweetheart that he is, pulled our campstove out of off-season storage to make me scrambled Lady Eggs (i.e., from our ladies in the backyard chicken coop) Sunday morning. Yes, he used it outside…we aren’t stupid!