I realize that this should be in the MPSIMS: November 1999 section BUT since it is a milestone in my life and that I’ve just passed the 1000th post mark, <hands on hip>I’m entitled.
After years of being a total retard in the kitchen and botching meal after meal. All edible, but the taste is very bland.I have a habit of leaving out ingredients (which I’m told, is bad.) It has been asked of me for the second Thanksgiving in a row to bring to my sister in laws
( Martha Stewart wanna be) party (get this) A
bag of potato chips.
Now, I call my mother ( who can cook for 30 people as easy as pie) to just gloat over this fact because my Mother just cannot beleive she raised such a nincompoop in the kitchen. She analyzed me (now you know where I get this annoying trait from)saying that *I must be very disapppointed and hurt * by this. Is she nuts, in a couple of years, and by smushing the chip bag on route to Her Highnesses house, I figure I’ll be demoted to “Just bring paper plates” .
It’s all a part of my master plan.
(More and more, I’m starting to feel like Wally from Dilbert.)