I found this poem in my journal from nearly two years ago on Brad’s birthday. It made me laugh so I thought I would share.
and when hot enough,
put chicken on.
Go to check.
“I’ll give it another couple of minutes”,
betray and turn oven up.
fretting over lost charcoal.
Sides wait patiently
for their star.
Make the difficult decision
that often leads to destruction
“TIME TO BROIL!”
So hilarious : “Make the difficult decision that often leads to destruction” Ha!!!
It’s so true! I’ve ruined so many things on broil! 🙂