Having been wed at 16, and no cooking experience, my husbands dear
grandmother donated a few jars of various items she had canned. She
canned all kinds of things including chickens. I made supper...meat,
potatoes and vegetable.....sliced beets......ever heat up pickled
beets???? LOL Hubby said he could smell it all the way down the hall of
the apartment building....

Name withheld....LOL

Julia Altshuler wrote:
>
> There's a charming story in one of the "Little House" books by Laura
> Ingalls Wilder. She's young (still in her teens), newly married, and
> cooking for the hired help who have come to harvest the grain (who are
> all considerably older than she is). She discovers that helping her
> mother and being in charge of the whole hotel are 2 different things.
> She serves a pie that she's completely forgotten to put any sugar in.
> One of the men at the table lifts the crust off the pie, puts a spoonful
> of sugar from the sugar bowl on the fruit before replacing the crust and
> makes a comment about how that's the best way to make pie so each man
> can choose the right amount of sugar on it for him. Then he winks at
> her to let her know that he knew it was a plain mistake. She's mortified.
>
> As for me, I make so many of these types of small errors in the kitchen
> that I wouldn't know where to begin listing them. I go back to the
> recipe and check and recheck. A lot of times I find that the error
> leads to a new creation that isn't half bad.
>
> --Lia