A friend of a friend contacted me and asked if I would host a home party for Pampered Chef. Usually, I am not a fan of the home party. Not that I am against a party. I actually love throwing parties at my house. I just usually find the home party facilitators to be overly pushing, overly giddy people that are under the impression that this is not only the first time I have had people at my house but that I may not live without whatever cream they want me to get free. I feel like they pressure my guests to spend a bunch of money which is the opposite of how I want people to feel at my home. My biggest compliment ever was from a friend who said, "I always feel so comfortable at your house." This does not gel with, 'give me all your money in exchange for a mop."
So I still agreed to have the pampered chef party and promptly sent Jill (that's my new best friend’s name) the Celiac.com list of can and cannot haves, instructions for how to cook gluten free and a specific detailed rundown of all things GF and I half expected her to throw up her hands at me and stomp away from my picky ways. She didn’t though. Let it be known that Jill Kolman doesn’t give up on Celiacs, and she can cook.
|Jill talking in my kitchen
Jill has been a pampered chef consultant for a year but has been addicted to the products for five years. A mother of (brace yourself) four, she is also an accomplished Red Seal Chef and a hell of a kisser. She’s funny, and charming and completely un-snobby which you should know is one of my favorite qualities about another humanoid.
A pampered chef party in case you didn’t know, because I didn’t, is a home party where you pre-purchase the raw ingredients for several dishes and the representative comes to your house, uses buckets of wicked little gadgets and tools to make something in your kitchen. Let me repeat that, you have a party that someone MAKES THE FOOD FOR YOU with all these cool toys and you just sit and drink. No shit….mix the thrill that you get when you see a cool item being demonstrated at the home show, with wine, cheese and good friends. It was good good times.
She shows up at my house with literally baskets of stuff and she just moved right in. Being a Celiac has given me a creepy level of control freakishness about my kitchen. I don’t think anyone, other than my husband or I have ever cooked in my kitchen. Jill really gave me no option, she took over and pushed me out and that was that. My kitchen became her office and it was strangely refreshing.
She made us a pineapple salsa, a chocolate lava cake (in the microwave) and a raspberry fizz cocktail.
Raspberry Fizz Cocktail – It was served in this neato pitcher that mixed up the contents for you. It was really tasty, even better for those of us who added buckets of Vodka to it.
Chocolate Lava Cake – Turned out fantastic. It had several hiccups on its journey to greatness though. The main problem was that I am an asshole and thought I had sour cream when in fact I did not, I had cottage cheese thus forcing my guests to dash to Sobeys to save the day. Thanks to Vicki and Ash for being wonder women. The second issue with the GF Choclate Lava cake (and I warned Jill of this) that GF baking is a wiley shitty bitch. GF baking is like the boyfriend who reads you love poems in private but when you go to a party to show him off he acts like he doesn’t know you and has never heard of Keats. Jill practiced this cake twice before coming to my house and it decided to be a pain in the ass and look like this. She and I had a therapeutic moment where we decided that the cake is not acting like this because we aren’t lovable but rather because it doesn’t have the emotional maturity to love itself. We ate the shit out of that cake and it was delicious.
|The delish chocolate lava cake that hated itself
Big gadget awards go to the push measuring cups, the scooping spatuals, the bamboo non pourous wooden spoons and the garlic press.
|Gadgets of Fun
|Crazy kick ass measuring cup
Quote of the night, “Keep pumping till it’s hard and then it will spray.” Jill said this when discussing the oil sprayer and I loved the fact that we are all over thirty and still had to take a knee on that one we were laughing so hard.
Overall – I would highly recommend a Pampered Chef party to all Celiacs. Jill was great and embraced the GF crap with all her might. I was very impressed.
|Me making salsa, Kendra laughing at me