Darren has been gone a lot lately, so I wanted to make dinner tonight really special. So... I got out the Rachel Ray cookbook and went to town.
My plans went up in flames {literally}! I had a few crazy setbacks {that involved a missing checkbook, a forgotten ingredient, and a carpool--long story}. Anyway, my toasted walnuts caught on fire, and the smoke smell mixed with the aroma of the balsamic vinegar cream sauce... nasty.
When Alexander got home, he said, "Mom, it smells like you're cooking feet for dinner tonight!"
It wasn't meant to be.
3 comments:
Mmmm...feet.
that is hilarious Natalie!
oh no! hope the smell clears out -- and you had a nice dinner "out"!!
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