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Where did I put that?

November 18, 2009

I hate to cook.  I. HATE. IT.  I am not Martha Stewartish or Rachel Rayish in the slightest.  I would rather stab YOU (no offense) in the ass than cook a meal.  Ask the meatloaf.

However, there are times that I will act all kitchen-bitchish, as if I know what the hell I’m doing.  On occasion, I do know what I’m doing – if it doesn’t involve recipes of more than say, 3 ingredients and/or the oven.  I kid.  Or not.

I decided I would make a shepards pie.  I do happen to make that very well – call it luck if you want, point is, I can make it well and people actually eat it and DON’T DIE AND SHIT.  I’ve not felt like cooking meals of late (as if I ever do) and was all excited to prepare good food for my family.  Sometimes, I like them.

I wanted to make everything ahead of time, so that when suppertime rolled around, all we’d have to do is heat up the shepards pie.  So, for an hour in the early afternoon, I got busy.  By 3 p.m. the casserole was done and ready for reheating later on.  Super.  I could nap clean the house.

At around 6 p.m., the fam is looking for food.  Great.  As if I like to cook.  I know what you’re thinking – hello?  you made a shepards pie!, use that? yeah?  – hey, don’t judge me.  I can’t even remember what I ended up cooking – yes, I can feel your judgy eyes on me and I DON’T LIKE IT – but my family got fed.  They just didn’t eat the shepards pie I had worked my fingers to the bone (*might* be a slight exaggeration) to make.

Let us fast forward to last night.  Yet another evening where I get all chef-y and decide to cook.  Like with real pots and pans and again, turning on the oven.  You know when you turn on the oven and it goes ding when it’s all heated up and stuff?  Yeah, I hardly recognize that sound myself, but you know what I mean, right?  Right.

So, oven dings, announcing it’s all HOT and bothered, and I put on those fancy mittons that feel all yucky and fuzzy and open the oven door to put the salmon in to bake and um, I noticed something.

Like, it may or may not have been the shepards pie I made a few days ago:


Still in the oven.  From four-ish days ago.  Right.  So.  I’m assuming it’s not any good now.  I mean it involves MEAT.  And I may not be the brightest bulb when it comes to preparing meals, but I do know meat left out for a few days is usually not suitable to eat.  ‘Cause you might die if you eat it.  So, don’t eat it.

I was wondering where I had put that shepards pie and the mystery was solved.  Whew.  Had my brain working overtime trying to figure out where the hell I had put it.

Serving it to my family tonight *might* be a bad thing.  Just sayin’.

I’m cooking again tonight.  By cooking, I mean, I’m ORDERING TAKEOUT.

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7 Responses to “Where did I put that?”

  1. Hahaha! That’s like reading about me! The first time in years and like well EVER I dared to invite people over for a meal I was actually gonna cook it was for Shepherd’s Pie – it’s the only thing I can make that looks and tastes like food. I havn’t forgotton about one in the oven though……………….lol. But yeah, the local chinese takeaway send us christmas cards, so don’t feel bad!

    love ya ;) x

  2. This isn’t as bad as leaving clothes in the washer for days, is it? Wait… not that I’ve done that, too. *cough*

  3. Yeah. My washer and dryer are empty right now. Cos my laundry is all done. *cough,cough*

  4. Classic!

    Our dinners these days consist of either:

    a) going out
    b) picking something up to bring home
    c) eating leftovers from a or b
    d) microwave dinners

    Also, we have the occasional frozen lasagna cooked in the oven and then eaten as leftovers.

  5. I like your thinking Ren. I’m going with B. :P

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