Cooking lessons...

Some highlights in cooking from the past two weeks.

I've learned that Bryan doesn't read directions on food. He bought some cans of condensed chicken noodle soup about a year ago but was unaware that with condensed soup you have to add water. The first can he ever made turned out quite nasty so the others have sat in our cabinets, quite lonely. Recently while making some for Katie while she was sick, she pointed out that you have to add water otherwise it will be nasty. (Now don't think Bryan was knowingly fixing what he thought was some nasty soup for his gal. He thought she might not find it bad like he did.)

Baking potatoes must have holes poked in them, otherwise they will pop and/or explode. This was my fault, I should have explained to Bryan why I cut the potatoes into small pieces when I did a twice baked potato recipe recently. Bryan tried some while I was away this past weekend, hence the "snap crackle and pop in the oven." He did successfully make french fries from scratch without me the other week (I have him a crash course in what to do and especially not to do in the event of a grease fire).

Oh and I finally had the beast full! Momentarily anyway, the beast being Bryan's appetite. My recipe? Twice baked potatoes and large home made quesadillas.