I have decided that as a somewhat intelligent individual, I should be able to create at least rudimentary meals for HG.
Thus far, it has been an interesting endeavor.
It started with awesome intentions, and then ends with a lump of pea jerky. I had carefully released the peas from the can into the pot on the stove. Then I got distracted by the movie on my iPad that was propped on the counter, and by the book I was in the middle of reading.
HG “What is burning on the stove”
Me “Nothing is burning, the peas are in their own water, they can’t burn”
HG “There is no water left in that pan, you can’t smell that?”
Me “Huh…I don’t remember when I turned them on… that escalated quickly though eh?”
HG “You burned peas, that were from a can”
Me “Technically, they are just dehydrated, its like Pea Jerky”
HG “I am going to make a Pizza”
Me “Um, you are welcome for making dinner jerkface!”
I am not sure I will ever be recognized for my efforts in the kitchen…