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  • 03 August 2005
    Clarification
    2 pathogens detected
    Let it not be thought by my KitchenAid fixation that I like cooking. I love to bake, but anything that is not a dessert seems to fail me in the most spectacular way possible. And I am not just talking about fancy things like pancakes, either. I'm talking about quesadillas, pastaroni, and rice.

    Today, after receiving a wonderful jar of pesto from Italy via Kayla's luggage, I decided to experiment. Sad. I thought, "Hmm, I have a jar of amazing pesto, some tortillas, and some mozzarella. Why not make pesto quesadillas?" So I attempted to do so, but the quesadilla burnt and stuck to the pan, then stuck to the serving plate. The pan was bad enough that I couldn't even make mine without soaking and scrubbing it. Needless to say, a little while into doing those things, I no longer wanted to eat. Ever again.

    Microwave dinners, how I long for thee.