Note: there is gratuitous use of the f bomb in this post. You’re welcome.
Remember how I failed at baking awhile back?
Well, this weekend I KICKED BAKING’S ASS! First I made a quiche. Excuse me, I mean I made a MOTHERFUCKING QUICHE!
Check it out:
Then, I made brownies!
Well okay, they were from a box. But unlike the last couple of times, I did NOT fuck them up!!
BOOM! Boyfriend ate them.
|Tastes like victory.|
Yeah! I also cooked some motherfucking QUINOA!
|Pretty fucking fancy|
Yeah! I’m pretty much Martha Fucking Stewart at this point. I’m fairly certain I should get some kind of prize for this.
I’m so proud of myself. After I put together my trivet, I will be unstoppable.