Human Error

Today I was a cooking fool. And with all that cooking there was bound to be one casualty. Today it was the batch of salsa. The salsa that Robert and I now call our multi-cultural salsa. I remember vaguely thinking in the back of my mind when I poured the can of whole tomatoes out that it looked different. It looked almost like it had pepper in it. As soon as Robert and I tasted it we laughed and he said, "Do we have any noodles"? So I made him get out the can and sure enough I had bought tomatoes deliciously seasoned with basil, garlic and oregano. But not too worry. Carson has been sitting at the counter for, I kid you not, like 45 minutes eating it with chips. And I just heard him in the other room say to himself, "Mmmmm. This is good." So even though this will be our funny little salsa story for years to come... It doesn't hold a candle to the hilarious Thanksgiving apple pie story that we still talk about to this day...

My mom is a fantastic cook and loves to bake, and one of her 'specialties' would be her apple pie. So it was something else when everyone sat down to a nice piece of pie after Thanksgiving dinner one year and just about died when they tasted it... She had spent a huge amount of time making these beautiful pies all morning and just happened to have had one little mishap... getting the salt and sugar mixed up. Do you know how much sugar goes in an apple pie? Alot! In fact I still wonder how it happened. Who has a big thing of salt laying around that you can get 'cup-fulls' out of? I am going to have to get to the bottom of this story... It just doesn't add up. :)

Oh, and by the way, Carson just yelled again to me from the other room saying "This is too hot mom!" after about an hour of eating it. He cracks me up!