And then find out after the meat is ready for the sauce, that you don't have any of the sauce?
And then you think about how you could make your own sauce using ingredients you do have?
And then you start making your own sauce, but you can tell after you add the second ingredient that it's going to be a bust?
But you don't want it to be a complete loss so you add a little of this, a lot of that and let it simmer?
And it still doesn't taste, well, I guess the word would be "edible"?
So, you add some more of this, try a spoonful of that and taste it? And kinda, sorta, think it will be alright?
Then you call in the other family member because dinner is ready?
And you serve it with a warning: "this is pretty shitty"?
And he tries to eat it? And you try to eat it? And he says "you don't have to finish, you know"?
So, you don't?
You put your almost full plate on the floor, because there's all these yummy things that cats like on their own? And the cats sniff it, try a lick or two and walk away?
And your husband hands you his plate because he can't eat anymore?
And you take up the plates and get a gallon freezer bag and start pouring all of the dinner makings into it so it will be easier to put in the trash?
And the bag is almost full of a cream colored vomit type substance with peas in it? And you take it out to the dumpster to throw it away?
Me, neither.
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