Beware of Distractions
You know the drill; you're just pottering about in the kitchen, reducing some sauces and the phone rings. It always does just when you're in the middle of something like this, instead of twenty minutes ago when it would have been infinitely more convenient. Nethertheless, you answer it, and get to talking; how much does a suit cost these days? How was your day? What's your take on the Olympic bid? The conversation interests you, so you start to neglect your sauce. You think it'll be ok. How stupid must you be to cack up a sauce, you reassure yourself. With phone in hand, the sauce wanders out of your mind whilst you stroll out of the room and sit down in the comfy chair.
Fifty minutes later, disaster strikes. After scooping the charred remains of whatever was left in the pan, you're left with a thick black stone stuck at the bottom of your pan. Which you then have to clean.
Moral of story; unplug phones whilst cooking.
Fifty minutes later, disaster strikes. After scooping the charred remains of whatever was left in the pan, you're left with a thick black stone stuck at the bottom of your pan. Which you then have to clean.
Moral of story; unplug phones whilst cooking.
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