Welp, yesterday the Kitchen Gods (just kidding, Gina) were against me. I woke up early on my day off to make my dad carrot cake cupcakes before my day got rollin’. I thought it’d be a good idea to make them from scratch, nonetheless.
I don’t know what the hell happened here. By 9:00 in the morning, my apartment smelled of burnt popcorn. And these babies were hard as rocks. It was an epic fail.
Around the same time, I was putting together our crock pot dinner: orange chicken. I followed the recipe to a T (as I did with the cupcakes), but something went terribly awry. When it was ready, I plated our dinner on a bed of jasmine rice with a side of pathetic frozen veggies – which by the way, looked SO MUCH BETTER on the packaging.
We both took our first bite – and waited. Cory is much too kind to tell me that I suck.
Me: Wow. This tastes like dog shit.
Cory: It does kind of leave a weird taste in my mouth.
Me: Yeah, like dog shit would.
Cory and I attempted a second bite, hoping that things had changed. As if a small delivery man snuck in under our noses and swapped out my disaster with General Tso’s.
Me: Yep. Nope – that still sucks.
Cory: I’m sorry, I can’t eat this.
We walked into the kitchen resembling a small funeral procession – slowly scraping our foul dinner into the trash. Please trust me – we hate wasting. It was that bad.
Without much discussion, we immediately put on our coats and headed out the door. We wanted real (and by real, I mean American) orange chicken.
Yes, friends, we went to Panda Express for dinner. No friends, I’m not proud about it.
Remember how I mentioned that we literally trashed out our dinner and headed to the car? All I want is that I was lookin’ reeeeal fine.
ANTM, here I come!
I said, “Woof. I can’t even take a picture for the blog and pretend that it looks acceptable.” And then Cory threw down the gauntlet: “But at least it’d be real.”
Yep, that’s what happens here at The Lunchbox Diaries: I keep it real 😉 Hey, at least I made it 5 months as a married woman before I ruined a dinner.
I’m sure it’s happened to everyone, right? ..Half of everyone? …Some people?