Update: In the Kitchen

I haven't totally flaked on the whole cooking bit. I have been in the kitchen. I just haven't been updating about my little adventures on here. And believe me...there have been some adventures!

But, for a minute, I just want to bitch about something in particular. We have a stove-top popcorn popper. It's the best thing ever. I cannot eat microwave popcorn now. I mean, this is what I've been missing out on my whole life? Sheesh! The great thing is, popcorn kernels are relatively inexpensive (like $1.50 a bag in which you can make several batches of popcorn). Morgan loves popcorn. It's the perfect snack.

Except I can't make it. I either burn it or slightly overcook it or because I get so paranoid I'm going to burn it, I pull it off the stove too soon so not all of the kernels pop. Like maybe a 1/4 cup of the original 1/2 pop.

Husband can make it perfect. But he never believes me on how much I suck at it. So getting him to make popcorn becomes this huge battle because he's like "You can do it! Just do it."

Except the last batch I made, I scorched the pot. And he's all "Why did you scorch the pot? You burn the popcorn, did you have to burn the pot too?" And I'm like "Uh, I told you I can't make it."

So that now this wonderful stove-top popper has become my arch-nemesis. We stare each other down and I think it mocks me. I think I can actually hear it laughing at me as I try and fail at making popcorn. Why is it so hard for me to make popcorn? It seems so easy! But me? No....can't accomplish this one simple thing!