I have hung up my apron and am never cooking again. The sugar ants are back, and they have brought reinforcements this time. It's February, granted the last two days have been in the 70s, but give a girl a break. I spent hundreds of dollars getting rid of the beasts and have been free of them for a couple of years. But, as soon as the pest control contract ran out, they put on their helmets and attacked. That is bad enough but I baked a luscious orange cake and NORDIC WON'T LET IT RELEASE FROM THE PAN. I have found the cake slides out beautifully the first time it is used but then no matter how much you grease the #$@@$%^& pan, it won't release after the first use....and I have several of them.
Whoever said cooking is relaxing is full of it. Their life must be hell in the first place to find a morning like this relaxing. I have beer onion garlic bread in the oven right now and I am afraid to open the oven door to see what is going on in there. It can't be good. I am not happy this morning! It is 11:00 and I am still in my night clothes. This must be the slid into old age everyone warns about.
About that onion bread recipe from Cook's corner on Wednesday. I won't be making that again either.
Warning, don't buy fancy Nordic designed cake pans. If you see things are going wrong in the kitchen, don't make another dish. RUN.
