I try to always cook food that I like...and I let the boys eat a Peanut Butter Sandwich if my cooking is too offensive for them. Two of them did that tonight. I guess they don't like my Minestrone...
Now I feel even more alone. I. Do. This.And though I know it's wrong, I cannot guarantee I will not do it again. Tomorrow.
I don't know if I've ever made "horrible" food, but I've definitely made food I tell my people I will never make again, but it isn't going to kill us and we won't have it as leftovers and pass the sriracha.
I really should not subject my family to my experimental cookery. I'm certain I've missed my calling as a chemist.
My kids are blessed/cursed with a mum who is a picky eater. The rule in our home is they have to try one bite and if they don't like it they don't have to eat any more of it. But they HAVE to have that one bite...
FUNNY me neither kel
I never do that. Especially not last night when I tried out a new pork chop recipe.
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