Donna Reed would be so disappointed
Tonight, we had some visitors for dinner. I REALLY wanted to make a good impression. I am REALLY not a terribly domestic person. So… on Saturday night I did a trial run of the dinner. It turned out perfect! So… I spent the day today(and made my kids who had the day off school spend the day) cleaning, decorating, etc.
My domestic friends and relatives called me all day long. “Are you okay?” “Do you need any help?” My smug answer, “No thanks, it’s all under control.”
Remember that dinner that turned out perfect on Saturday? Well, tonight I undercooked the chicken–same recipe, same oven, what gives? Ugh! How can something that turned out so well not 48 hours ago, turn out so, well… raw, when it really matters?
It’s times like these when I remember why it is I don’t entertain much (unless of course having pizza delivered when the Carobinis come over counts as entertaining :-).
I think now is the perfect time to eat a little chocolate.