A few weeks ago while cooking macaroni noodles (and cleaning the kitchen and pulling clothes from the washer only to throw them into the dyer and answering the phone and trying to clean off the kitchen table), I burned the noodles. You'd think after observing my Mom over the years I would have learned that you only burn things when you multi-task while cooking. Or perhaps I learned it, but have just failed to apply it. Regardless, here's what a burned pan looks like after a week of soaking and scrubbing and soaking and scrubbing....
And then, yesterday afternoon I made some banana bread for the class Bobby is facilitating at church. The videos that go with his class don't last as long as the other two classes, so there will be some nights we will have extra time. I figured no one would object to a little food and fellowship. Except when I was informed that we only had five minute till departure time and I turned the fresh out of the oven pan over to put the loaf on aluminum foil, here's what happened:
Needless to say, the banana bread didn't go to church. It tastes fine, but is just big plunks of bread. Guess I know what we're having for breakfast the next few days!
And not so much of a mishap, but the small corner shelves where I store our cookbooks have had a spring cleaning. After 11.5 years, the books suddenly decided they didn't want to stay up there. For two days, books would intermittently just crash to the floor. So I cleaned, and in the process pulled out a ton of recipes (okay, really only just 1/4 a shoebox full) that I had stashed until I could try them out and then file with the recipes I use/like. Only I've never done it. So hopefully this year I can try one new recipe a month. Bobby says with all our cookbooks we should be trying a new recipe once a week, but seeing as its just the two of us and I only cook about twice a week anyway (we eat a LOT of leftovers), that doesn't sound very good to me. It could make life very interesting, though, but I'm just not that ambitious. :)
And not so much of a mishap, but the small corner shelves where I store our cookbooks have had a spring cleaning. After 11.5 years, the books suddenly decided they didn't want to stay up there. For two days, books would intermittently just crash to the floor. So I cleaned, and in the process pulled out a ton of recipes (okay, really only just 1/4 a shoebox full) that I had stashed until I could try them out and then file with the recipes I use/like. Only I've never done it. So hopefully this year I can try one new recipe a month. Bobby says with all our cookbooks we should be trying a new recipe once a week, but seeing as its just the two of us and I only cook about twice a week anyway (we eat a LOT of leftovers), that doesn't sound very good to me. It could make life very interesting, though, but I'm just not that ambitious. :)
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