My children did not grow up in a household with a good cook. I still feel the sting of that knowledge to this day.
I used to think I was so brilliant about my inferior talent because there was a tiny window where I could lower my children’s expectations to the point of acceptance.
One day my unsullied nipper said, “Mommy, you’re the bestest chef in the world!”
It broke my heart to know the brainwashing had been a success.
Unfortunately, once my children experienced school lunches, I was promptly relegated to the kitchen disaster that has been my lifelong stigma.
Regardless of what point you are at in life, we could all use something fast, easy, and yummy.
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