In my kitchen this past week I’ve managed to burn my Thanksgiving brussels sprouts, make a bum batch of chocolate brownies, crack my favorite coffee mug and somehow spill a half bottle of red wine under…UNDER my refrigerator. Additionally, since my kitchen seems to be a vortex of ill fate, I’ve refused to do the dishes. It wasn’t a pretty sight, friends. I was just about due for an intervention.
I was just about ready to throw a stick of dynamite into my kitchen and hope for the best. Instead I opted for one last shot… mostly because sticks of dynamite like the ones they have in cartoons are hard to find… maybe I’m just looking in the wrong places… whatever the case, I preheated the oven, kept my head down, and… success! Sweet, dense, chocolate and peanut butter success.
This dark kitchen cloud seems to have passed, and I’ve managed to get all of my dishes in the dishwasher…. things are looking up and tasting pretty darn good too.