Question me this: Does more dishes mean more better food?
A few days ago, our niece and nephew, Rascal and Ralphie, came down for a quick visit. Mabel and Rascal are like pea’s in a pod. Same likes, same dislikes, same everything. Except hair…Mabel has hair as straight as a stick, Rascal’s is as curly as a…well…just really curly.
One of the first days of their visit, Mabel and Rascal decided to cook. And cook. And not-so-much-clean. And cook.
And to show for the effort…a bowl of scrambled eggs, some rock hard cookie dough, a tub of mac & cheese, and some peanut butter sandwiches that had been de-crusted to within an inch of their lives.
Oh…and a sink that was more than over matched by the overzealous chef’s.