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Yesterday, for all of you who visited my blog and read the post, not one of you told me that somehow line #2 missed being placed into the list!
After reviewing the list I can’t for the life of me remember which wonderful and fantastic thing it was about me that I had written. So today I’ll insert something I wish was wonderful and fantastic about me.
I have tried every way possible to be a great housekeeper and cook and I just am not. I don’t really like it and probably never will. I wish I could stand at the stove and add a dash of this and a pinch of that, smiling and knowing that things will turn out well. But it’s more likely that I hold my breath and hope for the best, sort of like someone who hopes they can swim.
Back in 2004 I wrote this little piece that I think you will all enjoy. It’s called
Chef in the Kitchen
Cooking has never been one of my greatest thrills. However I have had moments of excellence. Sunday was one of those moments. I was trying out a new recipe for French bread. The measuring, the mixing, my four-year-old daughter’s hand in the dough, and still everything was working out perfectly. I put the roast in the pressure cooker and worked on the vegetables. The bread baked a lovely golden brown and the aroma floated through the house. Soon I’d be in the spotlight!
My proud moment suddenly turned sour as I lifted the juicy roast out of the pot. Imagine my surprise when I saw a floppy rectangle hanging off the bottom of the meat. Oh no! My perfect meal was ruined! The little packing sheet from the meat wrapping had simmered along with the roast. Quickly turning the meat over before my family could smell that dinner was about to be served I carefully scraped the paper excess from the bottom of the meat and tossed it in the trash. The dinner was set on the table and my family walked into the kitchen. Amid compliments from sight, smell, and taste, no one was the wiser. My shining moment had arrived. I had finally mastered French bread. Little did they know I needed more work on mastering the roast!
Thanks for listening ~
3 comments:
It may not be a "cute" fact about you, but definately interesting. Line #2 could have said something about how you love children. About your heart being bigger than Texas and so filled with God's love for the little ones. The children that are sick, the fragile, the throw aways. How that the love God gave you for these children has made their time on this earth a little more gentler, sweeter. How this love has made you a light of safety & security for them in what could seem like a big scary world.
Or you could have said you have a big sister, April, is SO proud of you for how you've been able to take care of these children all these years. It takes quite a strong person to be able to do that. And that she loves you very much. :~)
Wow, Thanks April! I think I'll have you write the 10 facts about me next time. If I ever need a promoter I'm calling you.
so funny, Michelle! I did something like that, this week. I was making Pasta Roni and it called for 1 1/2 c. water, 1/2 c. milk. I had to double it for two boxes. Well, I was not paying att. and I reversed the recipe, TWICE! I always add a dash of lemon juice and after I did, it started having a reaction and forming something that resembled mozzerella cheese!! And I did this twice! At first, I thought the milk was bad so I repeated it w/ another gallon! I can be such a dingaling! Carl was laughing at me,"trying to make cheese".LOL
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