Yep, the cooking Fail that occurred tonight was p.r.e.t.t.y bad.
I've cooked pot roast with potatoes and carrots in the crock pot at least once a month since getting married. Partially because it's my favorite meal and partially because it's so dang easy. Or at least, I thought it was. But never fear, the Cooking Hack came to the rescue and found a way to screw up a meal she thought she had added to the "easy" list.
It was so bad...
Katherine very innocently and kindly said to me, "Hey Momma, those carrots were awful, but look, I ate all of them!"
Nathan very seriously warned his father, "Dad, be careful. If you eat dat chicken it will weave bones in your mouf."
And Brandon, the child who eats ANYTHING, was throwing his food, overarm throwing his food while screeching at the top of his lungs.
You know it's bad when before the meal is cleaned up I'm asking about going to Moe's tomorrow night.
May the God of everything, even cooking, smile down upon our family.
(Notice, I'm hoping and praying for a miracle to happen. I'm not offering up any concrete solutions. I've known it for a while, but maybe I should look into a cooking class. Who, seriously, has the time, though?)
...She can laugh at the days to come. Proverbs 31:25 NIV
