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So, this has happened...again.

What you were making sounds pretty good, too.
I can see you people reading this thread and not commenting! I SEE YOU! Reading, maybe chuckling, maybe just thinking to yourself about the last meal you ruined and had to throw away the pan.
AND NOT CHIMING IN! Eight of you. Shame, shame. Come on! Let's kill the late afternoon GR dead zone with some pot burnin' commiseratin'! (hehheeh - I said "pot burnin').
AND NOT CHIMING IN! Eight of you. Shame, shame. Come on! Let's kill the late afternoon GR dead zone with some pot burnin' commiseratin'! (hehheeh - I said "pot burnin').

Re msg 6: That's what Sweeter says too. No sympathy, whatsoever.
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Where's Bun? I bet she doesn't use timers either.
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Where's Bun? I bet she doesn't use timers either.

:)
I think pregnancy is a wonderful experience. Absent mindedness is just a minor side effect. (Which sticks around a bit longer than you might expect, I'm still using the excuse 12 years later.)
A friend of mine told me that the placenta is made up of 80% of your brain cells. When you lose it you don't get them back.
That was a lot of CCPs about three minutes ago. Good work.
And I'm aware of one RHPS reference in here, where is the other? Kitchen timer? finger slicing? cross dressing? Kevin! Take off the dress.
And I'm aware of one RHPS reference in here, where is the other? Kitchen timer? finger slicing? cross dressing? Kevin! Take off the dress.
Sorry to ask a dumb question, but what is an RHPS?
I knew it was a dumb question. I should have picked up on that.

If you can't work that out you are in deep do do.

'hey hey HEYHEYHEY..." puff puff puff

Just that she also doesn't use timers. Kevin's lack of sympathy, hinting that there must be *some device* to keep track of cooking times...that's all.
:| Grrrr. Usually I do better by smell than timers. I set it, but decide it is done earlier or it needs one more, one more, two more minutes.


I burned the hell out of a pan once when I put broccoli in a steamer rack and forgot to put water in it.


Oh, btw, I got my hair chopped short again. Now it's in a chin length, chunky layered pageboy. :)

OK. for you. But I'm not really grooving on my face in pictures the closer I get to the end of this pregnancy.
Burnt pan.
Today I made noodles, rinsed beans, drained noodles in colander with beans. Put sauce in pan, dumped noodles and beans back in, added spinach. This is a typical hungry Sal needs to eat right now sort of meal I normally can make in my sleep.
Apparently pregnancy is stronger than sleep because I again forgot to turn the burner down to simmer the sauce and steam the spinach. Guess what had happened in the twenty minutes it took me to write and chuckle at the "what don't you like" thread. Mmmm-hmm, that's right.
Burnt pan.
Dammit Janet!