Ohhhhh! Dog-gonit, I burnt the beans.....that was supposed to be for dinner. Anyone that knows, me knows how I cook...or try to. I sorted through to remove the funky beans, rinsed them, seasoned them and put them in a large pot with lots of water. Ok so maybe I was trying to speed cook on high, my taste buds were really set to a bean rice and cheese burrito. These are the days I miss driving down to the corner store in San Diego.... Well, it was actually a wood pallet propped on it's side using fruit to hold it up, with a big tattered blue tarp hanging off the other side for shade. You'd often see little old ladies manning it and sweeping the dirt between customers. These were the BEST!!!! Authentic B,R,C burrito made by an authentic Mexican.....not my greenga self.
So yeah, your probably asking what we did for dinner. We opted for the second plan of going to get pizza. Boo-hoo!
I give up. I think Mac n' Cheese is the only thing I can fix without using my fathers finishing 'well done' touch....I'm doomed. Max did say he didn't marry me because I could cook. Good thing huh?!?!?! I know it would make him happy if I could though....cooking lessons? Anyone?
2 comments:
See...I told ya to take that cook book Grand Daddy and Grand Betty gave you as a kid. At least you'd be able to boil eggs...LOL Don't stress...usually you get better with time!
LOL. ya know I am not the best cook either... I find that the frozen food section is my best friend... Im a wiz with the microwave haha
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