Hey Folks,
Wanted to share my recent experience with cooking in a hotel room and poll the audience to share their own stories about “making it work” in less than ideal environments. I’m sure @Brant_Drake has some stories.
Allow me to set the scene.
I specifically booked a hotel room that was advertised as having “a kitchen”, because I like to do my own cooking when I travel. This way, I save money AND I don’t feel gross the entire time I’m traveling, because I’m eating food that I made and, in turn, I know what’s in it compared to restaurant grub.
When I arrived in my room, I saw a full sized fridge, a dishwasher, a full set of cutlery, plates, a sink with a garbage disposal…and a microwave. Yes, they deemed a microwave as “a kitchen.”
I said “This will not do”, went out to Walmart, and go to yes.
Pictured is 3.5 dozen eggs, a little over 3lbs of beef flanken ribs, about 1.5lbs of lamb shoulder chop, a 1.35lb t-bone, and a $20 electric griddle. I packed a jar of beef tallow with me, because of course I did.
And from there, I unpacked and got to work
And needless to say, the outcome was glorious
I arrived on a Monday, and was to depart on Friday morning, so I bought enough food to be able to make my 2 meals a day (I eat a breakfast and a dinner, no lunch), and enjoyed many meals of lamb for breakfast and flanken ribs for dinner, with 6 eggs per meal
BUUUUT, because of some impending weather, I actually had to depart my location Thursday afternoon, meaning I had to have 9 eggs per meal on my last 2 meals (woe is me), which forced me to REALLY push that griddle to it’s limits
Which, consequently, WAS the one meal that finally set off the smoke alarm in my room, but it only ran for a minute or 2 before shutting off, which gave my food time to cool
Now, COULD I have just lived out of that microwave? For sure: I’ve microwaved eggs before, and I know you can microwave meat or just eat sardines out of a can or something. But I got to take back what was mine from this “bait and switch” kitchen promise, because food that was cooked out of spite and pettiness tastes the best.
Who else has similar stories of skirting the hotel laws in order to meet their nutritional demands? I know as a dorm kid we also cooked ramen in coffee makers, had illegal hot plates, I ran a slow cooker in an extended stay hotel alongside a foreman grill, etc.
What’s your story?