The meal is over, and plates are cleared. I enter the kitchen to see mounds of dishes, waiting for me to work my magic. With a sigh of reluctance, I dig in to the job that must be done. I scrub away at the pot with remnants of tonight’s dinner stuck firmly to its bottom. A minute quickly becomes five as I vigorously work. In a flash of inspiration that should have come earlier, I decide to fill the pot with water and leave it alone while I attack the rest of the dishes.To read the rest of the post, go here.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Let It Soak
I'm guest posting over at Contented At Home today: