I can't emphasize enough just how much I shouldn't be allowed to cook...

I'm sure this won't come as a serious shock to those who follow my cooking adventures. Nonetheless, I'm sure you'll laugh.

To surprise my family with a lovely little valentine's day dinner, I started my Sunday making a quick trip to Hannaford for the essentials. As I made my way around the store, I tried to think of something each and everyone would like to have with dinner. I settled on marinated steak, mixed veggies, a shrimp cocktail, and a yummy salad.

After grabbing everything I needed to make our fun little Valentine's dinner, I headed for home. As I brought in the groceries, I put a pot of water on the stove and started to boil eggs as they are something we love to top our salads with. About halfway through putting the remaining groceries away, my husband Stephen realized we forgot dog food and decided to run back to the store to grab some.

I finished putting groceries away and walked out of the kitchen to take care of other stuff around the house like laundry etc. Once that was all taken care of, I decided to catch up with some family and wish them a Happy Valentines Day over facetime. While in the middle of my conversation, I heard something in the kitchen but assumed it was Stephen coming through the front door.

By the third time of thinking to myself that I heard Stephen making noise in the kitchen and hollering to what I thought was him and getting no response, I decided I should probably investigate. I jumped up from my bed, and as soon as my feet hit the floor, I knew something wasn't right. All I could smell was fire and, of course, my own fear. There was also a continuous popping sound. Pop. Pop...Pop Pop Pop Pop...

I turned the corner into the kitchen while realizing at that very moment that I forgot my eggs boiling. By the sound and smell, I thought for sure the house was already up in flames. Thankfully that wasn't the case. Yes, there are egg particles all over my kitchen, from the stovetop to the floor and the ceiling to the fridge's side. You could say there was a little EGGsplotion. Haha

Why am I like this? Why can't I cook or even boil an egg properly? I don't know, and I can honestly say I don't know if I'll ever get an answer. LOL

 


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