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Everything burns: fried rice, chicken, bread, vegetables. Scrambled eggs have too much milk. Pancakes cannot be flipped correctly. Breads don’t rise. Potatoes don’t brown. I forget to make side dishes. Recipes that sound delicious flop. I set the smoke detector off 5 days out of 7. I wish I were joking.
Something that was once a joy has become worse than a chore; it’s a feeling of letting down my family each and every night. It’s embarrassment over that beeping noise again and smoke filling the kitchen again.
I consider myself a decent cook, or at least one who can usually look at a recipe and decipher whether or not it will be good. It’s so disheartening to bring fork to mouth and taste disappointment once more.
Perhaps it’s something to point me back to my beginnings as a cook, or maybe just a sign that we should be eating more raw foods. I now know what my friends mean when they say they can’t make pasta without burning it. And I don’t like it one bit.
One more cooking disaster and I’m afraid our menu plan will be ramen noodles, every night.
At least that would be cheap.
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I’m planning to spend this weekend off the computer and concentrating instead on the holy sacrifice of Jesus. Have a wonderful Easter weekend.