On Wednesday evening I invited some classmates over to celebrate our recent graduation from Saint Mary's. I decided to host a nice dinner and offered to provide the main course. Since I would be serving 9 people on a work day, I decided to throw Justin and my favorite Red Chicken recipe into a crock pot instead of baking it in the oven due to time contraints.
However, when I arrived home from work, 2 hours prior to all 8 of my guests arriving- I lifted the lid to my blasted crock pot, only to find that it had torched 3.5lbs of chicken in 7 hours. Needless to say, I had many naughty words coming from my mouth, I had a "pregnancy-melt-down" and than immediately hauled a$$ to Cub Foods.
I kept reminding myself that some day I would be laughing about this very moment. However, this serves a strong reminder to everyone of why I never ever cook. And on rare occassions, when I do cook, and it does turn out- it is a miracle.
1 comment:
your dinner was delicious! Martha Stewart has nothing on you!
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