What is this mess, you ask?
Well. It’s chicken and biscuits. Except I forgot to put the chicken in. It was not particularly popular. But they were hungry.
I moved on instead of dwelling on it. Made a pie for a benefit tomorrow. I decided I could relax a little and talk to my sister while I waited on it.
So she got up to leave and I opened the oven door to check on it. But there was no pie. It was still on the counter.
I think maybe I need a full-time minder. At least, as my sister pointed out, I didn’t burn the pie.
The night is young, though. Bet I can.