Ok, I don't cook very often at all. When you live alone you most often don't have the motivation to cook meals when you come home from work. It's just simpler to either heat up a frozen dinner, make a sandwich or order take out.
So I have no idea what the hell got into me to cook dinner last night but I decided to become Betty Crocker.
I decided to cook Flounder and Rice and Gravy. Amazing I know. Why is it when I sat down to inhale said gourmet meal the rice was wayyyyy to salty and the fish was mushy. How the hell could fish be mushy. I've never encountered that before. Ok so I wasn't happy.
I remembered that there were frozen taquitos in the freezer so I gleefully lept from the table and sprinted to the freezer, grabbed those precious gems and popped those babies in the oven.
Awwwww....nothing like a home cooked meal.
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