True story

Last night, I went to cook a chicken dish. Earlier that day, I had seen the picture in a magazine and thought it looked fab. It had chicken and white wine and lemon zest and a hint of chilli and a few other gorgeous things. I had skimmed down the list of ingredients to make sure I had them all.

So about 7pm, I saunter into my kitchen to get the magnificent chicken dish underway.

Then I read step one.

“Combine first six ingredients, and marinate chicken in refrigerator overnight.”

So I ordered pizza.

That will teach me to read the “method” not just the “ingredients”.

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