Well, that’s my third food-related near death experience out of the way, then. GOD.
When will I learn, eh? When. Will. I. Learn? I mean, I know I should never try to cook my own dinner. Terry is the cook in our house. Me? Not so much, really. I almost never try to make dinner because:
a) I can’t cook
b) I won’t cook
c) Hey! I have an idea for a TV show, whaddya think?
Seriously, don’t think this is false modesty, because it’s not. I really can’t cook. Not even really simple things. I make toast, and I make baked potatoes (badly, need I add?), and really, that’s about my limit. Last night, though, Terry decided he wanted to eat while watching some TV show or other, because we’re really classy that way. I, however, was hungry, so I thought, "I know! I’ll make me some pasta!"
Now, I don’t know what it was that I managed to do to the pasta. I didn’t even know it was possible to cook pasta wrong. Maybe it was the pesto I put on it? Maybe it had gone off. Does pesto go off? Who knows. All I know is that ten minutes after I got into bed I was running for the bathroom, convinced I was about to throw up. I didn’t, thankfully, but I almost wished I had because at least it would have been over mercifully quickly. Instead, I got to spend an entire hour camped out on the bathroom floor, wrapped in towels (SO?! It was cold!) and with my hair tied back, in case of, you know, emergency.
I felt better this morning, you will be pleased to know. (Or maybe you won’t. Maybe y’all secretly hate me, and are waiting for me to die a pasta-with-pesto induced death, who knows?) And if it’s true that these things come in threes, well, looks like my run of bad luck is over…
Well I didn't poison you! It must have been that woman I work with…
Ah, the old "It wasn't me gov, it was my workmate!" Now, I'm sure I've heard that one before
Oh Amber lol….
Maybe the pesto *was* off?
Sorry, I reallllly shouldn't laugh, I know, but…
And if it's any consolation I too am pretty terrible in the kitchen. Jaket potatos, omlettes and pasta being about as far my "culinary expertise" stretches too;)
Hope you're feeling better today hun?
I made dinner for 12 last night, pumpkin soup, slow cooked chickpea stew, moroccan chicken & chicken tikka masarla.The whole 12 people thing may sound excessive but I live in a country with no pubs, there isn't much else to do on a Saturday night.
Even though I love cooking, I still have nightmares that I will accidentally poison someone. I usually spend the day after having people round, waiting to hear from anyone, just to make sure they are, you know, alright.
Anyway, what I was actually posting about was to check if you'd seen this? http://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/main/w-global/w-s…
God, dinner for twelve sounds like some hellish form of torture for me. In my hands, that would mean buying 12 pot noodles and a loaf of bread. I hang my head in shame…
Anyway, thanks for the link, will do my best to take part!