If you are in need of a mediocre laugh
Okay, so it's about 15 minutes before we are about to walk out the door for a child's birthday party when I notice the house is kind of smokey and my eyes are burning. The Ham! Oh man. It was bad y'all. This is my sink full of....... a mess (I'm so good with words).
You apparently can't cook a nearly twenty pound ham in a pyrex dish that is 13 x 9. It was the grace of God and not smarts that had me put cookie sheets on the rack below. If I hadn't I think it might have caught fire and I'm not kidding. I guess seven years of cooking on your own does not make you a chef or even qualify you to heat up pizza rolls for that matter.
I know, I know it looks like molten lava.
I really am a good cook, well unless you count that time I served my then boyfriend spagheti with rare meat sauce, or the time I tried to fry chicken without oil (more smoke), or how about last week when I nearly burnt the kitchen down making pancakes. Ya know, now that I think about it maybe I should just order in from now on. Maybe this explains why my older children are underweight.
2 comments:
Your Mom thinks you are a wonderful cook and I think your husband agrees. The first time I cooked fried okra it ended up in the trash. When I first got my blender I thought it would be so easy to mash the potatoes in there. Have you ever had a potato milk shake? Even thick gravy couldn't help those potatoes. Love you Mom!!!
Holy smoke!
Hahahaha.
Sorry. I couldn't resist.
A few moments ago I was on my cell phone with my adult daughter and the house phone rang and I was cooking tortillas in hot oil. To make a long story short, my house is full of smoke now. Don't feel bad!
Thanks for your visit to the Big Yellow House! I hope you come again.
You have a beautiful family.
Martie
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