Monday, August 19, 2013

Conversations from the kitchen

Tonight we are having chicken.  It was frozen.  Not being a master of the microwave I told Dad he was in charge of defrosting at which point he disappeared.  After some time I decided it was time to cook....the conversation went like this:

Me:  where IS the chicken?
Dad: in the washing up bowl.

Er...yes, why did I even ask!  There it was, submerged.


Anonymous Jill, Matilda Rose said...

I ALWAYS do emergency de-frosts in the washing up bowl. I thought this was 'normal'. xx

11:23 AM  
Blogger MortimerBones said...

But do you remove everything else first?

12:33 PM  
Anonymous Jill, Matilda Rose said...

Not necessarily!

4:36 PM  
Blogger MortimerBones said...

You are as mad as him! I have, I think, persuaded him to keep it in the bag it came in next time. I gave up scraping the tea leaves off it.

2:00 PM  

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