We washed and pureed the strawberries and juiced the lemons. All was going well until I took out the box of sugar. Both boys wanted to pour it in, which of course means, a struggle started out. Only this one ended with one of my Magic Bullet cups crashing to the floor and of course; cracking. Foul One.
Next up I started making dinner. Cut up onions, sautéed it in in olive oil, braised carrots and then the roast. Transferred the roast to the Crockpot, and continued adding the red wine to help pick up all of the drippings. Started the timer and let the Crockpot do the rest. No foul yet.
I thought I’d bake some apple bread to eat as a yummy, somewhat healthy dessert. The lady at Trader Joes told me its even more scrumptious if I added a crumb topping. Googled that. Prepped it and added it to the top of my bread dough. Only I forgot how much bread dough rises. And with butter and brown sugar on top… I was watching it, praying please don’t spill over…
After an hour of running to the oven because I could smell more burnt disaster, I decided to check on the roast. It was at this point I discovered that in my haste earlier I had set it to “Warm”, not “High.” Who puts these controls together? Off, Low, High and then Warm?? I just turned the knob all the way to the right without actually reading it. AGH!!! Foul three.
So my men ended up eating.
If you look closely in the upper right hand corner it says it can be ready in 5 minutes.
This was about as much as I could handle at this point.
And you thought I was going to show you some gourmet meal, didn’t you?