TH, who usually does all the cooking, has left me alone tonight to fend for myself in the kitchen. The result:
Not bad. Chicken breast (or part of one, in this case), baked with parmesan cheese and Italian bread crumbs, egg noodles, and broccoli. With a little butter on the noodles. And the broccoli. OK, more than a little. A girl has her vices...egg noodles with butter is one of mine. It could be worse, right?
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
2 years ago
2 comments:
Yes, it could be worse. It could be grilled chicken breast cooked on the George Foreman (no sauce) with plain rice and cooked canned peas and carrots. Not that I ever made that. No. No. Never...
Yes, I seem to remember you being very fond of egg noodles and butter when we roomed together in college. Some things never change! :)
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