Trust me to make the simplest thing complicated like say frying bacon. A task which should be so easy a grade schooler can do it….sigh.
So I cut those bacon slabs as thinly as I could…put a teeny tiny bit of oil on the pan (i had to put a bit of oil cause the bacon slabs were so thick…) and gently placed the first slab of bacon. This caused the oil to start popping and a few drops landed on my hands and arms. This scared me into taking drastic measures, I decided to stand back and sort of throw the rest of the bacon into the pan.
What happened? I am now a spotted Liv with marks all over my chest and cleavage area. The worst part? Since I now weigh as much as two Jonas brothers…that part was supposed to be the only part I can still show with confidence. Hay. Next time I try remind me that I’m not cut out for this house wife thingamajig


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November 17, 2008 at 6:09 pm
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hey liv i can so relate! i am terrified of frying, and i avoid it at all costs. if i make the hubby fried egg sunnyside up, it’s true labor of love. if i have to saute–not even fry–i wear kitchen mitts! hee