It. Was. Terrible. Too rich, too ugly, too ?. I coaxed some magic into my stew, and oh, I added love! I diced and chopped and eventually had three separate @&$?@&%#>€£ pans of unique but equally yucky soups. What to do?
I finally strained off all the juices and created a nice large bowl of chicken and vegetables for my son's dog, Muncie. For the next half hour I washed dishes, scrubbed the stove, mopped the floor, changed the clothes I was wearing that we're by now covered in soup broth...
And pronounced we were having sandwiches from Subway for supper.
So much for culinary magic today. Kitchen closed due to illness! This chick is sick of cooking!!!!