Sometimes, it’s just best to acknowledge your strengths and weaknesses. I frequently look outside at that big, hulking machinery known as a gas grill and think, “You know, I should learn to use that.”
And then I remember how I set the fireplace mantle on fire (pro tip: taper candles next to fresh garland is a Very Bad Idea, especially when copious amounts of festively-themed liquor have been consumed) – and at our housewarming party no less, which has a definite tinge of hilarity – and how I set a potholder on fire (pro tip: make a note of which burner you turn on before you turn your back) and then there was that time back in high school when I fell asleep with candles burning and the candleholders caught on fire…
…and I think maybe, maybe I should just leave the grill to the less accident-prone.
And so instead of writing about my backlogged recipes, like the Sole a la Grenobloise from Monday, I’m not writing anything at all, because I let someone else do all the work for me tonight. Being married is awesome.
