The plastic chef

The Country Curmudgeon

I don’t cook fancy. I do cook. More accurately, I microwave. I really need two of these. Three would be better.

I never had a lesson. Mostly I just read the boxes. At times this slowed me down as I muddled my way through my on-the-job-training, much to the merriment of my mother-in-law, who asked me one day why I had potatoes arranged two-by-two on the counter. Well, the recipe said to used pared potatoes. Now I know why “pared” was misspelled.

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