amanda_pennsylvania
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The other night I decided to make chicken tetrazzini--it's my ultimate comfort food. However, it just turned into a series of mini-disasters. I got the iron skillet too hot for browning the chicken; luckily a little water took care of that. But then I burned my fingers trying to shred the chicken once it was cooked. Then I realized too late that my saucepan wasn't big enough for the cream sauce so I poured it into another saucepan, spilling it onto the stovetop where it burned (the smell of burned milk ain't pretty), then realized that I needed a MUCH bigger pan for the noodles and had to dig that out and make a switch. After everything was cooking, I decided to move my spoon rest from the stove onto the counter. The spoon rest is a piece of Irish pottery that my mother brought me from Ireland; anyway, naturally I dropped it on the counter where it shattered.
It took me almost two hours to cook this thing and it used almost every dish I own. The kitchen looked like tornado had swept through. Luckily my husband stepped in about halfway through and started cleaning up for me, because I was on the verge of implosion.
The stars were not in alignment for this one...
It took me almost two hours to cook this thing and it used almost every dish I own. The kitchen looked like tornado had swept through. Luckily my husband stepped in about halfway through and started cleaning up for me, because I was on the verge of implosion.
The stars were not in alignment for this one...