So, evidently, we're either competing to see who can cook the most or my mother and I are just insane. Right now, I've got a lavendar-vanilla creme mixture steeping for creme brulee, an olive oil cake just came out of the oven, and I've got a cheese sauce bubbling away on the stove. Oh, and there are pieces of chicken and veggies waiting to get sauteed in a pan and more chicken is being pounded out mercilessly by my mother. The sad (or great?) part is, we're only cooking for two things: tonight's dinner and my mother's bookclub tomorrow. I am not looking forward to washing all of these dishes, but wow, do I love spending time in the kitchen.
|Not-so-great photo courtesy of my phone|