I like Saturday mornings for lots of reasons, one of which is getting to “enjoy” my kids’ cooking efforts, kind of and sometimes. Presently, we have some company staying with us & one of my kids mentioned that he makes some really killer waffles. Our friend staying with us really likes crispy waffles and voila, a plan was “cooked up.” The execution of the plan this morning was “sketchy”. Let’s just say that we almost ruined the waffle iron, the kitchen now needs some deep cleaning attention and there were some nice overtones of cinnamon and nutmeg. Thankfully our friend who is staying with us slept in and we’ve already organized a Plan B: no waffles, but crepes area nice alternative.
When life hands you lemons, being thankful can be the sugar you need to make lemonade ,)