Kitchen Ninja

I had an awesome post about foodage, but Blogger ate it, in the theme of pissing me off today.

So we'll just shorthand it:

• I can cook only three things: egg sandwiches, french toast, and cake.
• Eating cake all the time is blasphemous to me, because I am a Pie Whore, but I do it out of convenience. Because dag yo, baking a pie is hard.
• I tried to cook something new last night and ended up with an oven-full of melted doom and a saucepan fused with something that was probably supposed to be turkey dressing.

Thus the moral of the story is that the kitchen-gods hate it when you deviate from the norm. Or that I'm just a bad cook. Perhaps we'll never know which.