"Curse You!" Cooking

Perhaps I should start a series. One where I explain to you all how much I don't like cooking, and tell you of the horrible mishaps that seem to happen every time I try a new recipe.

Or maybe not.

But tonight I seriously wanted to curse the meal I was making.

I decided to try a recipe for Clam Chowder.

Granted, I was planning on making it last week, but I thought all my ingredients would still be fine for tonight.

Wrong.

So there I was flying through all the preparation.

The potatoes were cooking in the clam juice and water, I had melted the butter and mixed in the flour. Everything was moving along and I had even timed it so it would be ready when Brian got home from work just after 7. Then we'd have plenty of time to eat and I could go to Yoga at 7:30.

I never do well with timing my meals. I was feeling pretty good.

Then I go to pour in the Half&Half into the butter mixture.

Chunks.

Gross.

The entire meal, ruined.

I was so frustrated that I dumped it all down the sink (to get rid of the smell) and then just took the boiling potatoes off the burner and waited for Brian to get home.

I didn't even have the energy to try and make something else.

(It doesn't help that it was 7:00 at night and I was already hungry. I don't do well when I'm hungry.)

Then Brian ended up being late and didn't get home until 7:30. So then we didn't end up eating until 8:00.

Grr.

Messed up dinner and ended up missing Yoga.

Lame.