It was bound to happen eventually, and last week I finally fell victim to that time-honored disaster- I burned dinner. It's a mystery to me because while I made a couple of small changes to the recipe it was nothing that should have resulted in the charred blackness that came about. Luckily, while I prepped the ingredients to serve 4 I only put two in the oven, so I was able to re-purpose the rest of the ingredients for my lunch the next day. Not a total waste. I avoided the kitchen a little bit for the next few days, which explains the lack of posts the past week. I did manage to successfully make dinner this week, so look for those posts soon.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
That's Right, Ladies and Gents
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So I guess this means you are officially a cook, right? I haven't burned many things, but I seriously want to cry every time it happens. There's not much worse than trying to salvage something I just slaved over and then getting that nasty taste charred smoky taste. Blech.
It happens to the best of us - it sounds like you recovered well though!
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