Good intentions. Gone bad.

It’s commonly known that I’m not a good cook. However, that doesn’t seem to stop me from trying my best. My best wasn't so great.

 

Story time.

 

I decided to make a pretty easy meal in the crockpot. Chicken and rice. Looked up directions just to make sure I was getting it right. Seemed simple. Dump and cook on low for 4 to 6 hours. So this morning, I put in my chicken breasts, cream of chicken soup, rice; added some water, and some salt and pepper (because that’s just what good cooks do). We came home from church and the house smelled wonderful; looked in the crockpot and it looked yummy. I was feeling pretty proud of myself… but when I started to stir it up a little I found some paper in it. A lot actually. What the heck?!?!

What I should tell you is that earlier in the week, I thought about making chicken. Took it out of the wrapper that it came in and almost immediately changed my mind for whatever reason. I just wrapped the frozen chicken up in foil and stuck it back in the freezer. When I pulled the chicken out, I apparently didn’t remove the paper part from the bottom of the chicken that it’s wrapped in.

So there it sat on the bottom of my crockpot looking like a gigantic pad. Wonderful!!

Oh, and also, when they say to add the rice…they don’t mean instant rice; they mean the stuff that comes in the bag. Let me just say that it cooks entirely different. After cooking on low for about 4 1/2 hours, it came out more like ricey oatmeal. YUM, right?!

If you can believe it, after all of that my husband actually ATE IT!?!? He would have been better off eating his left shoe. I’m sure it would have tasted a lot better.

Needless to say, after that horrible experience we settled for Pepsi, Kitkats, veggies & crackers and dip… which is more my kind of cooking by the way.

I thought I would share the following picture after this comical story of mine. I begged for this little cookbook for Christmas last year. I just know Dolly is standing there with her hand on her hip, mocking me, “OH, HONEY!”

Sorry to let ya down, Dolly. I just don’t think the kitchen is ready for me. No matter how cute I look in an apron.

~Mel