Monday, September 28, 2015

Cigarette soup

Tonight in the shuffle of the kids' practices, grocery unloading, and school grading, I forgot to turn down the taco soup once it came to a boil. I was so excited that I had made a double batch yesterday and dinner would be easy tonight. Here's the part that is so nutty- I forced everyone to eat it. "Sour cream will fix it! I claimed. "Add a lot of cheese!, I confidently advised. NO! It literally tasted like cigarette smoke it was so burned. I was so determined to not waste a WHOLE pot of soup, we continued on!

I was conflicted when I actually saw the bottom of the pot. Guilt vs. hysterical laughter. Worst meal ever. Later I made cookies.

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