Turning Up the Heat

I have decided to grab my culinary clumsiness by the spatula.  All my life I have been told that practice makes perfect (or at least gets you close), so practice is what I will do.

There are a number of dishes that I have been dying to make, but I just haven't had the confidence to do so.  Now that I've been doing more adult things, like paying bills, vacuuming and knitting, I've come across some sort of kitchen gumption and decided to cook for you all.  Not only that, but I have also decided to let you choose my fate.  Be nice.

The recipes I am most interested in attempting are:

White Chicken Pizza

Baked Mac and Cheese

Barbeque Chicken Rolls

  Bacon, Egg and Toast Cups

Tequila Lime Steak Fajitas

aaaaaand if there's something specific thing you want me to take a whack at, just let me know.  I'm up for anything.  All you have to do is vote (check the right side of the screen) on which one you would have more fun laughing about after I try to make it.  You have about a week to vote, so you better make it count!  Everybody loves a good disaster.  Don't forget to tell your friends -- they'll thank you later.



Photo credits to the following websites: www.mommiecooks.com, www.elephantine.typepad.com, www.canyoustayfordinner.com, www.marthastewart.com, www.ourlifeinthekitchen.com

Whozits and Whatzits

Today, I made lasagna.  And by “made,” I mean that I preheated the oven to 350 degrees and then took the personal pan of lasagna my mother made for me before she left for vacation, placed it inside the oven, and left it there for thirty minutes.  Just like she told me to do.  When you’re twenty years old and this is still happening, then you know it is time to get some serious domestic help… or start a blog.

I was unloading the dishwasher today and I felt like the Little Mermaid attending her first human dinner; I found all kinds of gadgets and gizmos that were unfamiliar to me.  

 Most likely they are all used for hair-brushing.

I mean seriously; under what circumstances are these apparatus’ absolutely necessary?

That’s why I stick with simple objects.  This is the only thing I unloaded from the dishwasher that I actually 

 used this week:

Someday, Domestic Goddesses, I will be part of your world.