Okay. So I was wondering what to blog about today when I came across this post from Cake Wrecks called "Romance is Dead." If you want to see some of the nastiest wedding cakes ever, check this out. Shudder.
But, that's not the only thing I'm disturbed about. You women who have grown children (although Lisa's expertise in this area is also sought), how did you adequately feed these people?! Being chef to such demanding creatures as pre-teens (a mere month away from being teens) is a sometimes overwhelming chore. So overwhelming that last night the menu was "carryout from Pizza Hut." The day before, I'd made chicken and dumplings in the crockpot. "Yum!" my husband and I thought. "Eh," thought the children, who picked at their food. The day before that, I made pork chops and potatoes. "Yum!" my husband and I thought. "The potatoes are pretty good," was the children's verdict.
And school lunches...what is the answer there?
I was waiting for Lost to come on Wednesday night and was watching a new show called Better Off Ted. One of the characters was eating something and said, "This taste is familiar.... It tastes like...despair."
I said to my children, "That's what you think my cooking tastes like!"
So, please, if anyone has any teen-friendly recipes that won't taste like despair, share them.
One little aside, next week, I'll be interviewing Rachel Dillon on her WOW! Women-on-Writing Blog Tour. Rachel is the author of Through Endangered Eyes.