My First Baked Dish

I made my first baked dish today. Baked macaroni.

Yeah, yeah. It's a simple dish. So simple a child can make it. No big deal.

I hate cooking. I don't have the patience to wait for something to be done. I can't stand the heat in the kitchen. I'd rather wash the dishes anytime.

When I was in college, my fiance said I should take up HRM to learn how to cook so that I can do that when we got married. I can't cook, my professor confirmed it. I didn't marry him.

So, today, I made my first baked macaroni. I called Lizelle and Ruth for instructions on how to use an oven, how to load the pan, how long it should stay there, etc. I burned the first pan. Yes, I made several pans just in case something like that happened. I made three pans. The first one was a bit burnt but still ok and the other two turned out just fine. Whoopeee. My family enjoyed it. Or they were simply too scared to say otherwise.

Experiment!

My house still stinks of burning plastic. I think there was a bit of plastic somewhere inside the oven. I dunno. It's the first time it has ever been used. Never mind. If there's plastic in there, it's going to be completely gone sometime in the future. Kayla asked if I can learn how to make brownies or something like that. Wishful thinking.