Stay Out of the Kitchen!
It doesn't happen often, but sometimes I have days when it becomes obvious that I should steer clear of the kitchen. Today was definitely one of those days. I started off first thing this morning by making brownies for a party we were going to. All went well until about twenty minutes after I put them in the oven, when I smelled a horrible smell and realized they were already too burnt to eat. And they were supposed to cook for 25 minutes! But I think I simply had the rack too high in the oven, and they were too close to the heat. They were burnt black on the outside, and raw in the middle. Yum!
Then, I was making my breakfast and took out a bottle of orange juice. I shook it up, as one does, and discovered that the lid wasn't on correctly. And by "discovered," I mean that it exploded in my face (in my EYES!) and splattered all over the cabinet and the floor. It honestly wasn't as bad as it could have been, but with orange juice in my EYES it was bad enough!
Once I got the juice cleaned up, I decided that it was best I stayed out of the kitchen for the rest of the day. Marty made us sandwiches for lunch.
And then we went to the party -- a going-away party for us -- which was catered. (Caterer in German = Party-Service.) Delicious food, and also probably a lot safer than letting me help in the kitchen today. We had a lovely evening with our friends from Marty's job, and were back in our own apartment by midnight. And now it's time for bed. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day in the kitchen.
It doesn't happen often, but sometimes I have days when it becomes obvious that I should steer clear of the kitchen. Today was definitely one of those days. I started off first thing this morning by making brownies for a party we were going to. All went well until about twenty minutes after I put them in the oven, when I smelled a horrible smell and realized they were already too burnt to eat. And they were supposed to cook for 25 minutes! But I think I simply had the rack too high in the oven, and they were too close to the heat. They were burnt black on the outside, and raw in the middle. Yum!
Then, I was making my breakfast and took out a bottle of orange juice. I shook it up, as one does, and discovered that the lid wasn't on correctly. And by "discovered," I mean that it exploded in my face (in my EYES!) and splattered all over the cabinet and the floor. It honestly wasn't as bad as it could have been, but with orange juice in my EYES it was bad enough!
Once I got the juice cleaned up, I decided that it was best I stayed out of the kitchen for the rest of the day. Marty made us sandwiches for lunch.
And then we went to the party -- a going-away party for us -- which was catered. (Caterer in German = Party-Service.) Delicious food, and also probably a lot safer than letting me help in the kitchen today. We had a lovely evening with our friends from Marty's job, and were back in our own apartment by midnight. And now it's time for bed. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day in the kitchen.
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