05-27-2010, 03:59 PM
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Marry a chef
Tonight he was working late, No1 son and I had to do our own dinner. We both open the doors to the fridge/freezer (very proud of it almost like the one my aunt has in her house in PA).
We looked, we discussed, the bell 'pinged' to tell we had left both doors open for too long. We closed the doors.
I put the oven on, No1 son peeled pototoes.
20 minutes later I put pre-cooked vegtables (hubby always prepares too much) in microwave. No1 son mashes pototoes because he'd let them boil to a mush.
Hurrah! Hubby comes home. We then discover I'd put ready made pies in the wrong oven. The pototoes No1 had used were not for mashing.
The veg was nice.......thank goodness for ketchup.
Hubby made us soufle (?) omeletes with prawns and cheese.
Tonight he was working late, No1 son and I had to do our own dinner. We both open the doors to the fridge/freezer (very proud of it almost like the one my aunt has in her house in PA).
We looked, we discussed, the bell 'pinged' to tell we had left both doors open for too long. We closed the doors.
I put the oven on, No1 son peeled pototoes.
20 minutes later I put pre-cooked vegtables (hubby always prepares too much) in microwave. No1 son mashes pototoes because he'd let them boil to a mush.
Hurrah! Hubby comes home. We then discover I'd put ready made pies in the wrong oven. The pototoes No1 had used were not for mashing.
The veg was nice.......thank goodness for ketchup.
Hubby made us soufle (?) omeletes with prawns and cheese.
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