Oh dear. Ooooh dear. Oh my.
Posted by Miss Knotty on April 6, 2009
I’ve never baked a ham. I’ve also never baked a turkey*, or a chicken, or a roast**. But I have baked a ham now. I mentioned to Mr. Man recently that I wanted to bake a ham, but didn’t know how. Mr. Man was endearingly encouraging, and I bought a ham, and stored it in the fridge. And looked at it. And thought/worried about how to cook it, and looked at it some more. And then got a little worried about it, because it was just sitting there and I didn’t want to agonize over it until it went bad and was unfit for cooking. (Don’t worry, it’s not like it was in there since Christmas – really, it was just a week.) Well, Mr. Man mentioned that he had had a ham once that was glazed with Dr. Pepper, and that piqued my interest. So I started to Google. And thus did I Google all one Saturday when I should have been cleaning, and found a recipe I found suitable for the cause of Dr. Pepper Ham. Now, mind, I didn’t buy a pre-cooked, spiral cut honey baked ham jobbie. Oh no I did not. (Those are expensive.) I bought a ‘you have to cook it at 325 for 25 minutes per pound’ Ham. And so I did. I baked it, and I basted it with Dr. Pepper every 30 minutes for 2.5 hours, and then I glazed it with the actual glaze that I made with Pineapple-orange juice, brown sugar, dijon mustard and Dr. Pepper, and then I basted some more and cooked it for about another hour. And then I got it out of the oven, stuffed it in the fridge and went to bed – it was 11 o’clock!!
Now, here’s something notable – in addition to never having baked a ham, I’ve also never carved one. (Wouldn’t have guessed that one, eh?!) Anyway, I looked up a video on how to carve a baked ham, and I’m afraid that I’ve made a mess of it, but I WILL tell you that, pretty or not, this ham is GOOOOD. So good, that I might, might have eaten a bunch of it while I was carving it up. (Which happens a lot, actually. If I carve up one of those rotisserie chickens from the grocery store, I’ll inevitably end up eating a breast/wing or a thigh/leg piece before it makes it into the fridge. The thing about that, though, is that I cut it all up and I’m all proud of myself, and now it’s sitting in there mocking me, because I didn’t make any sides to go with it; I didn’t fix any scalloped potatoes, I didn’t make any green beans, or black eyed peas, or really ANYTHING to go with this ham. But OH IS THAT SOME GOOD HAM!!! And really? I’m not even that sorry. I just wanted some ham.
* Unless you count those boneless turkey roast things – I’ve baked those
* Unless you count crock-pot roast – I make a MEAN crock pot Pot Roast. Just sayin’.