I mean, I’ve cooked all of my adult life. And, for some reason, my kids (mostly the girl kid…the boy kid is too busy being a Marine) like the stuff I cooked for them when they were kids. So I thought I’d make this blog of really horrible recipes to which they can refer when they want to make something from their childhoods.
Be warned … I almost never worked from actual recipes, so these measurements and proportions are kind of hit or miss. Also, I often changed ingredient lists based on what I had handy … or how much money we had. You get the picture.
Now go be wretched.