Frankly, the thought of that is about as attainable as waking up tomorrow morning able to speak Mandarin. So without even making a conscious decision about it, I lowered the bar and dinner is now about assembling bits and pieces or reheating or opening cans or persuading Luca (the real chef in the house) to whip up a stir fry (if there is some DOCS law against saying to your child "Please can you make dinner tonight, PLEASE?" I have broken it countless times).
But these past few weeks, somehow, I'm now not even able to re-heat something without burning it. Last week it was an apple pie I bought at the grower's markets. This week, store-bought lasagne. I am rapidly developing a morbid fear of my own oven.
So. Let's comfort and inspire each other by answering this question: what are you having for dinner tonight? Tell me. From gourmet to cereal, let's take a peak onto each other's dinner plates….
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My friend and I decided on cooking a Masterchef recipe last night before the finale...grabbed a recipe from the Masterchef faves - Moroccan Casserole with Cous Cous, hit Coles and got ready for our extravaganza...
We decided to cop out on making 2 courses so bought some good old Betty Crocker....
Masterchef? Disasterchef. Who fails at Betty Crocker? WE DID! The main was a 6/10? Maybe?
Pressure test FAIL! But not as bad as The Daily Telegraph's fail...they published an article titled "Poh's winning ways" or something of the sort...Poh Wins Masterchef....Journalism fail!
You make me laugh, Mia!