I’ve been at this for nearly six months now, and if you take everything I post as absolute truth, then I look like a pretty fool-proof cook and baker. But if you’ve been reading this since the very beginning, then it’s safe to say that we’re no longer in the early dating phase of our relationship. I’m committed, you’re committed, and the ugly truths are about to seep out.
Then, I went into my gorgonzola cheese period.
Gorgonzola dressing. This looked way hotter in my imagination.
Now, anyone with any sense would have stopped there. But I saw it through to the bitter end:
Look at how my sausage is actually leaning away from it. Like it’s class picture day and it doesn’t want to stand too close to the kid with the yucky stuff on his shirt.
Pretty bad. But look here. It’s a happy face. That can’t be so awful, can it?
Gluten-free samosa dough. I can guarantee you that no one was smiling after we ate them. Still, it’s nice to end on a happy note.