Friday, March 18, 2011

pancakes

I don't know how it happened, but somehow I lead everyone down here to believe that I have absolutely zero cooking skills.
Maybe it's because I only bring the beverage or some frozen food that requires reheating to all our potluck dinners. Maybe it was the one time I hosted the dinner and just bought a pre-made lasagna. Maybe it was the time I burnt my hand getting sweet potato fries out of the oven. I don't know. I guess I never fought the assumption.

Yes, I usually just let Brian do the cooking. He likes it so why not. I am not so attached to cooking. I can do it (really, I can) I just don't get all hot and bothered about it.
But now I am in too deep. It is commonly assumed that I lack cooking skills.

Last night I hosted a breakfast themed dinner. Brian did the eggs, I did the pancakes.
All the piteous chuckles I received from my failed attempts to make shamrock shaped pancakes were too much! I don't think there is any correlation to cooking ability and ability to make perfect shamrocks.

"O-ho-ho Adrienne, maybe you should just try making regular pancakes. That is more align with your skill set ::chuckle chuckle::"
-not an actual quote but it certainly sums up the vibes.

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