It is a commonly acknowledged fact that I cannot cook. It usually ends in disaster, fire, and smoke. However, tonight. . . tonight I became a functioning member of society. I had three friends over--I use "friend" in the loose casual--and made dinner. I cooked very tasty chicken on the stove with salt and pepper, put it on top of a pesto cheese sauce (made by combining pesto sauce with cheese sauce), added my own steamed broccoli (that I made ON THE STOVE NOT THE MICROWAVE), and served over pasta.
It was epic.
It was genius.
It was edible.
My associates applauded my work, blissfully crediting me with the ability to cook.
So today, dear friends and family, today is a momentous occasion. Mark TODAY in on the calendar as the day Lizzie learned to survive on her own.
I would like a medal please.
I award you the GOLD! Congratulations! In the words of dear Pawpa, you can do ANYTHING!!!
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