Friday, January 12, 2007

Archived: Just call me Betty Crocker

Original Post Date: September 8, 2006
Anyone who has known me for more than 5 minutes knows that cooking is, shall I say, not my thing. Matt cooks great, but he rarely has time. When my boss Karen told me about a new place in Bentonville called Super Suppers, I thought I owed it to my family to give it a try. Basically, you go to this huge immaculate kitchen, where they have stations set up for different meals. Everything is already pre-measured, diced, sliced and arranged, so all you have to do is go to a station and put the ingredients together. Despite my aversion to raw meat (seriously, it's DISGUSTING) I went with my mom and a couple of her friends last night. Amazingly, I completed my meals with no major disasters, and since the meat was frozen solid even that didn't gross me out. Now we have a freezer full of food that doesn't say "Totino's" on the box--yay!
The kids are doing well, though Abby is very busy coming up with the most creative ways to get in trouble at school. Most kids hit or steal another kid's crayons. Not my daughter! She got in trouble THREE times yesterday for--wait for it--standing on the BACK of the toilet and looking over the stall wall at other kids. How do you even discipline for that? I fear this child's teenage years.

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