I went to the kitchen, got a knife and a cutting board, and paused for a second once I realized:
I don't have to section it out, I don't have to carve the skin off into decorative spirals, I don't have to slice thin circles out of the center to reserve for garnish before I juice the halves, I can just eat it.so I sat down (gasp!) and peeled the orange like a normal person and simply ate it a wedge at a time. It was delicious. And a little scary!
OK, your turn. What stories do you have that made you realize, "Gosh, I've got to get out of the kitchen!" Come on, out with it...
I've slipped into "the zone" when making breakfast, i cracked an entire dozen of eggs into a bowl, and i didn't even realize it until the carton was empty.
ReplyDeleteI knew I had to step away from the stove when I found myself making four separate recipes to be combined into a single pasta dish-- for two friends and our two kids.
ReplyDeleteI was baking when it was 110 degrees outside and my AC was broken.
ReplyDeleteI went out to Baskin Robbins soon after.