Who said Life is Easy?

Rainy Days and Mondays…and I’m sick. Don’t feel like cooking, or writing another post. So here’s one from several years ago that seems appropriate for how I’m feeling. And some of the things I’ve witnessed recently.

Even In This

“What do you want for dinner?” I asked.

Tired of that question, my husband purchased me a cookbook that resembled an encyclopedia.I scanned its 800 pages and chose an easy recipe. Put softened butter under the skin of two whole chicken breasts, spread vegetable oil on top of the skin, and bake at 450 for 40 minutes.

In addition, I sliced sweet potatoes and roasted them on a cookie sheet in the lower oven while I steamed broccoli. Since I left nothing to chance and double-checked the instructions, I was aghast when I opened the oven door and a trail of smoke ascended into the air. Blackened chicken, still pink on the inside, sizzled in a pool of hot grease that dripped into the oven like lava.

My husband followed his nose to the kitchen and rescued the sweet potatoes stuck to aluminum foil as I dodged splattering grease…

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Author: Karen Foster

I'd like to say I've changed, but after decades of living, I still have the same four passions. My relationship with Jesus, spending time with family, attending live theater, and writing devotions & first-person stories about a loving, faithful God who reveals Himself in our every day circumstances.

4 thoughts on “Who said Life is Easy?”

  1. 450 degrees? That’s really high. If it’s not a misread or a misprint, then the author of the cook book was clearly trying to kill you.

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  2. Karen….love this! Another thing we have in common. Cooking is way down on my list of favorites and disappointing results is one of the reasons. And Jim will eat just about anything.

    Once again I’m able to chuckle with you and am thankful for your perspectives and insights.

    Tomorrow is another day.

    Btw, I hope you feel better soon!

    Love ya, Terrie 💞

    Sent from my iPhone

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    1. You’re a dear heart. Always ready with a word of encouragement! And happy to know I’m not alone in the culinary department. Did I ever tell you about my Shrek meatloaf?

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