They say not to drive while talking on your cell phone. Don’t cook either. Last night, I made my blender explode. Could it have been with silken chocolate? No. Pea soup. I looked like I got gang barfed on by a bunch of infants. Back in the kitchen today, I tried to multi-task again by whisking a chocolate pie filling while talking on the phone. This time, I made a buttermilk pie. It smelled wonky, but I think all milk smells wonky. (Puuuut the phone down.) I can only hope my husband bans me from the kitchen permanently and takes over. Right.
Well, have a smashing New Year’s. Thanks for reading this blog while not talking on your cell phone.