Sometimes, I’m just too lazy to go hunting around for Saran Wrap to preserve the leftovers.
I call this “The Food Terrarium.”
Making do
Getting gas-not my specialty
Apparently I’m only slightly better at getting gas than I am at cooking.
This is what I found when I got home and stepped out of my car:
On the bright side, I didn’t burn anything, which tends to happen when I’m near a stove.
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Courtney in the kitchen
Just in case anybody thought that my cooking might actually be getting better:
The other night I accidentally broiled the rolls instead of baking them.
Whoops.
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Differing opinions
I have two wonderful and close friends who have varying levels of faith in me.
Leah–professional farmer, certified food police, and out-of-this-world caterer–doesn’t trust me to bring anything but water, albeit fizzy water, when I come to her house for dinner.
Andrea on the other hand, trusts me to bake her a couple of wedding cakes.
Hmmm …
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Another kitchen oops
Turns out cookies taste a bit er, different, when you halve the butter, sugar, and flour in your recipe but not the salt, eggs, and baking powder.
Oops.
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Stupid lima beans
Tonight, sitting around the dinner table with family back in Illinois, we were discussing the finer points of bad food.
So of course lima beans came up.
Exasperated, my aunt Sally goes, “Yeah! Why do they put those in food?!”
She’s definitely got a point.
