I know I shouldn’t cook when I’ve had too much to drink. I’m a culinary Calamity Jane even when I’m stone-cold sober, but after a couple of beers I’m the most absent-minded chick ever to enter a kitchen.
If you remember to set a timer on the stove, it can totally save your ass. But it’s funny how you might remember to set it twice, then decide something needs five more minues, but forget to set the timer for five more minutes. Why is it always that last time that means the most? And why do I always do it with rice?