I know this is a picture of delicious meatballs (with my super secret-stay moist ingredient). I will share the recipe with you tomorrow. Don’t they look delicious?
I am quite aware that the title of the post and the picture are not in harmony.
I did it on purpose. To sort of make a point.
I can cook/bake a lot of things.
Pancakes, pie crusts and hard boiled eggs. They are my nemeses. My Bermuda Triangle of cooking. My own personal Axis of Evil.
Here is a pancake I made this morning. Let’s forget for a minute that it is square and green (because of the leprechauns).
It tasted pretty much how it looks.
Because I cannot make pancakes. I just can’t. Something always goes wrong. Last time I forgot the eggs. This time I remembered the eggs, but used baking soda instead of baking powder, which probably wouldn’t have been fatal except that I used a tablespoon instead of a teaspoon. And you could totally tell. I tried to disguise it from poor unsuspecting Gabby by drowning it in syrup, but no go.
“These taste weird”
I don’t even bother with pie crust anymore. Too many disasters. I just pay the $2.49 and let the doughboy do the work.
Hard boiled eggs? I am always unsure how long to boil them. So I figure the longer the better. Don’t want to get salmonella, right? I boil the crap out of them. I boil them until the water in the pan evaporates and the little shells crack and the insides gush out.
I am not a very good cook at all.
I am a fake.
In the words of Mammy from Gone With the Wind, I am just a mule in a hawse harness Mistah Rhett.
I super love Gone With the Wind. One of my very favorite movies. If you have never seen it, you are truly missing out. I wanted to be Scarlett when I grew up and wear hoop skirts and chase Ashley Wilkes and dance with the Tarleton twins.
Except when I took the Facebook quiz “Which Gone With the Wind Character Are You?”
I got Belle Watling.
The local brothel owner.
I wonder if she can make pancakes or pie crusts or hard boiled eggs……….