So Usually I am the main cook in the house... Which I do not mind at all... But yesterday when I arrived home from work there were a couple cream of ________ on the counter and some other seasoning stuff. I called Bubba and asked him if he wanted me to start dinner which he agreed to and then rattled off a list of directions. Let me just say... I will no longer trust one of the boy's recipes as something I am going to actually enjoy or get any nutritional value out of. The dish ended up being Beef Stroganoff?? (sp) This is literally a pot of noodles, some weird kind of meat, the cream of ______ cans, and a quart of sour cream. I tried a bite... It was okay.... But let me just say... It looked like dog barf. For future reference... if you are ever letting a boy cook dinner and the only thing on the stove is one big pot.... BEWARE! :)
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Hey!!! I like beef stroganoff. :(
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