Adventures in crockpotting
Today I'm making a lemon herb chicken in the crock pot. So this morning I cut up an onion to stuff the chicken with.
And I demand my money back!
There were no tears shed while chopping said onion. Not a single one! Surely I must have done something wrong? A lifetime of movies and TV have taught me that one stands at the kitchen counter, weeping copious tears of onion-tude while the choppings pile up. Yet I had none.
Obviously I fail at cooking.
And I demand my money back!
There were no tears shed while chopping said onion. Not a single one! Surely I must have done something wrong? A lifetime of movies and TV have taught me that one stands at the kitchen counter, weeping copious tears of onion-tude while the choppings pile up. Yet I had none.
Obviously I fail at cooking.