This morning we were out of dog food. I had the bright idea of boiling up some pasta. I popped on the pasta, went out and checked some blogs on the computer. Then another, then another until…came across blog about dogs, dog = cooking pasta = burning smell = burnt pasta, burnt pan. Aaargh! Fortunately the dog will eat anything, hungry or not.
Cooked a late brunch, scrambled eggs and rosti. While cooking late brunch prepared soup for actual vitamins later. Went up and did some work on the computer. “Something smells good”, said Jae, as he lay down on the sofa looking bored. Feeling of guilt as I should be playing with Jae in the holidays, doing cool stuff like sailing or surfing which is one reason we moved to the Silver Coast.
I suggested a board game. Jae retreated before I could come up with the sentence “how about some maths homework?” Went back to work on the computer.
Jae returned a while later. “What’s that weird smell?” he asked. I leaped up from the computer to retrieve yet another blackened pan off the stove. Picked out the bits of veg. that weren’t black to try and retrieve lunch. Unfortunately the children won’t eat anything, even if hungry.
Meanwhile, Jae went in the pool.
Looking forward to dinner tonight. Maybe I’ll just go straight for a flambé.