1. I didn't cook anything fabulous this week. In fact, I really can't remember what we ate this week. Do you ever have weeks like that?
2. I may be a great cook, but not everything I cook comes out great. How is that possible, you ask? Well, take a look at these pathetic pancakes.
3. I hate electric stoves.
4. Here's another flop from last weekend. Ree, a.k.a. The Pioneer Woman, gave this recipe for a grilled Romaine salad with a strawberry balsamic reduction. I thought that sounded really good. I still think it sounds really good.
It tasted like dirt.
[Ree, if you're reading this, I am sure it has nothing to do with your recipe and everything to do with me. And if you're reading this I think you probably have too much time on your hands--don't you have a conglomerate to run?]
5. Just yesterday I was trying to do something nice for my girls, so I made their all-time favorite cookies. These . . .
. . . for which I actually have already given you the recipe. They are delicious, unless you put them in the oven and then go upstairs and get completely sidetracked and leave them in the oven for about 15 minutes too long and then you smell something so you go check on the cookies only to realize that the oven timer has been going off for 15 minutes. Oh my heavens.
But, being the troopers that we are, we soldiered forth, cutting away the really brown parts from the edge and diving right into the middle of the pan. They were pretty good, but not great.
So, see? Not every week is a bang-up, wonderful, fantastic food week. Some weeks are just your average I-can't-even-remember-what-we-ate-for-dinner weeks.
I'm still a great cook, but I had an average week.
How about you? What did YOU have for dinner this week?