I can't cook. At all. I'm mean, like not even a little. My one moment of culinary genius involved cutting up hotdogs to put in the Mac & Cheese. It's pathetic. Kurt is an incredible cook. My dad is an off the charts good cook (gourmet stuff like you've never seen). And then there's me. I can't do anything right when it comes to food preparation. But I've found the answer: Super Suppers. It's fast, easy and very, very tasty. Everything is pre-measured, choppped, etc. You just follow the checklist of ingredients and throw everything into a giant ziploc. Take it home and freeze it or cook it right away. Each meal yields 6 servings. There's no mess to clean up - and you can impress people with something other than Oscar Meyer related food stuffs at the dinner table. Super Suppers. Check it out. The one in Fountain Valley is run by the Mastersons - an awesome family from our church.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
I can't cook to save my life. Seriously.
Posted by Heidi on Saturday, April 12, 2008
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You could cook to save your life...it's just food that wouldn't help you survive for very long! I do think you're selling yourself too short...I do recall you guys make pretty good tacos. According to Billy that's the only food that matters. (With or without "buttweed")
i don't mind mac and cheese with cut up weiners. just make sure they are the kosher turkey kind when i come over. :o)
dude - i love you and all, but don't ever use the word weiner on my blog again.
weiner weiner weiner.
said like a 4th grader making na-na-na-na-na-na hand gestures.
okay. you forced my hand. george clooney is the ugliest man who ever lived. second only to dave cook and ryan seacrest.
i'm seriously laughing outloud.
oh, and star trek is the worst show ever on tv.
take it back kristi.
waving white flag.
fine, it's not the worst show on tv. maybe flava for love is. or the bachelor. or half the shows i watch.
it's hilarious because i was sitting here saying to kurt "if she goes after star trek i'll lose my mind." and then, as if on cue, you go after star trek. it was awesome. :)
i'm with you on flava flave - or rock of love - or any of the big brothers...
but Dave Cook IS ugly...
yeah, i can't cook either. i'm about to make taco's with turkey meat and i think its my first meal of the year. thank god for domestic partners that can cook.
I only cook because it is in my job description. I stink at it too!
...I love to cook. (Please don't hit me!) I know I'm the odd man out here. Nothing gourmet by any means, but regular all american type of food. I have to work hard to to maintain my squishy shape!
And I do agree...the word "weiner" scares me. I grew up prudently using the words "hot dog" as a genteel replacement. We also said "bottom" and "passing gas". The words "Butt" and "Fart" were banned from my vocabulary.
My parents would cry if they could hear the everyday conversations at my house.
Yes - the word weiner is truly gross. I think you remember the unfortunate "Hee-nee Wee-nee" incident where Bruce shared with the entire church that I won't eat somewhere with the word wee-nee in the name.
Butt and fart were strictly verboten in my house as well. We were reduced to using the phrase "cut the chesse". As if that is any better! Fart is less offensive than cutting the cheese.
After reading your blog, I was going to ask, "by hot-dog did you mean WEINER?" But then I see that Kristi beat me to it. Oh sorry, I just used the word WEINER on your blog. My apologies for saying WEINER.
-Stacey
Heidi... sorry to tell you, but it appears you have lost all control on your blog. ;) I still don't like the word fart... we say "pooted".
Heidi...I think you need to share with everyone about the bunnies.
I prefer "fluffed" to fart.
And we call the offending "W" word a Tallywacker at our house!! (Huge Smile).
The Anonymous Blogsurfer who helps with pictures! - Mom of 5, 3 are boys!
P.S. I came back because you are hilarious!
Cherie
Okay Laurel I will explain the bunnies. In our house we use the phrase "shot a bunny" instead of fart, poot, fluff, cutting of cheese. For all you PETA people out there who can't hang with a phrase that involves violence to animals, I'm sorry. Dealing with PETA wrath is still better than having to live with the phrase "cut the cheese."
Eeew. What has happened to my blog... I read these comments and I smell bunnies.
TAKE NOTE...
This blog has gotten quite crude. It's vocabulary includes; "butweed, weiners, tallywackers, butt, fart, wee-nee.
and it's ALL GIRLS!
-interesting-
Kurt...not only that--it was a post that started about cooking!
Dying of Laughter! I thought "Wow, 20 comments on Super Suppers, I have to read this." But no, nothing on Super Suppers...just girl talk and it was hilarious. Glad I came in at the end..good laugh.
Well with this crowd, it may not be the end. You never know when laurel might go off on anther potty mouthed diatribe...
Ladies, ladies, ladies. There are senior citizens present!
LOL! Potty mouthed diatribe. You gotta remember...this all started when I used my boss's favorite word for cilantro: buttweed. You all may know his name: Kurt. Kurt Goble?
cilantro is buttweed. it's a weed and it tastes like butt. that's not crude - it's just truth
Next to the lime, the cilantro plant is widely celebrated as essential to any Mexican dish.
All this potty-mouth talk and I only left one comment...I must have passed the torch!!!
Oh and Kurt...glad you explained your buttweed comment cuz I thought you meant if you eat the weed it burns your butt.
Eeeew. enough with the burning ring of fire already!
I think you still hold the torch Miss Stacey. :)
Oh my friends, my friends. Is there any hope for us?
I still can't cook.
I love to cook using Oscar Meyer products. You know, like Oscar Meyer weiners. Oh, and I don't eat weiners. Seriously, watch the show "unwrapped" about weiners and you will never eat them again.
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