so last Saturday night my family decided to host a dinner party picture this candles flickering music softly playing and the aroma of my mom's famous lasagna wafting through the air everything was going smoothly until my dad who's usually the tech guru decided to preheat the oven now my dad's not known for his culinary skills but we trusted him with this simple task about 30 minutes into dinner the kitchen started to smell like Mount Vuvius was having a bad day curious and slightly concerned we all shuffled into the kitchen to find the lasagna bubbling over like it was auditioning for a role in a lava lamp commercial turns out Dad had set the oven to volcano instead of 350° F in his defense he thought it was a new convection setting as we scrambled to rescue the lasagna Dad muttered "Well at least it's an explosive taste safe to say
so last Saturday night my family decided to host a dinner party picture this candles flickering music softly playing and the aroma of my mom's famous lasagna wafting through the air everything was going smoothly until my dad who's usually the tech guru decided to preheat the oven now my dad's not known for his culinary skills but we trusted him with this simple task about 30 minutes into dinner the kitchen started to smell like Mount Vuvius was having a bad day curious and slightly concerned we all shuffled into the kitchen to find the lasagna bubbling over like it was auditioning for a role in a lava lamp commercial turns out Dad had set the oven to volcano instead of 350° F in his defense he thought it was a new convection setting as we scrambled to rescue the lasagna Dad muttered "Well at least it's an explosive taste safe to say
Comments
Post a Comment