Umm, well, I’m hoping it’s not salmonella….
While I love to bake, I’m not really a fan of cooking. I dread thinking about what to make for dinner. Luckily for me, my husband loves to cook dinner and gladly takes over the chore if he’s home to do it. He cooks. I clean. We’re both happy.
We live in Nebraska. We eat meat with most of our meals. I think it’s a requirement to be a resident here. (That and love of the Huskers. No worry. That blog will be coming. It’s almost football season.) Unfortunately, I always forget to pull out the meat early enough for it to thaw in the refrigerator. I have become a master of thawing meat quickly in hot water. My husband has another….technique.
I frequently come home to find this.
To the untrained eye, this might look like a forgotten towel on the front porch, but you’d be wrong.
Beef….it’s what’s for dinner. And for dessert, we might be visiting the local ER….