Wednesday Dinner Disasters

The midweek meal at Chez Smith has turned into a weekly fiasco. By Wednesday I've recovered from my weekend cooking -- the goal of which is to provide me with enough leftovers for lunch the entire week -- and want to get back in the kitchen for the evening. My enthusiasm seems to have gotten the best of me the past three weeks. I've selected recipes that are new to me, and wound up with the same chaotic result each week.

5:30 -- start putting dinner together a little early since the recipe is new.

5:45 -- Princess Ana invades with a new distraction of her own and I lose my head start

6:45 -- After 45 minutes of plugging through the new recipe the first call from the living room comes, "Will dinner be ready on time?"

7:00 -- Dinner is not ready on time, and the girls come to the kitchen to investigate only to be chased away by an irritated chef. "Dinner doesn't get ready faster when you're standing in the way!"

7:15ish -- The girls give up and warm-up some of my lunch leftovers and eat.

7:45 -- dinner is ready, and pretty darn good, but I'm the only one that gets to enjoy it. The girls pick a little to pass judgment and decide if I'll be allowed to attempt the dish again.


Next week I'll pick something easier... like Chinese take-out. Another night like tonight and they'll be looking for a new chef at Chez Smith.