You know, with the hot oil and stuff. And so I had been using this metal fork to retrieve said potato products...anybody cringing yet? Well, you'd be right if you guessed that I used the freshly hot-from-french fry oil fork to taste a fry. Yep, I am the picture of brilliance. Gold star to Kara. At first, it didn't seem too bad, but is now getting progressively worse, meaning it was time to break out the frozen goods. Mixed vegetable bag was not really logistically efficient, but the individual frozen green beans were perfect. Lea says I look like a walrus. I say I look like somebody getting some freaking relief from some nasty burns on my lips. I feel ridiculous. That's all.
Love,
Kara
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