My kids used to spank me until id cook them this I would cry my self to sleep every night, they would taunt me with their cruel laughter as I hid from them. When I cooked it, they loved me for who I was... at least for 20nminutes or so, but when they finished they screamed and lept up onto the table to try and to hurt me... until I made more food, sometimes they would grow impatient and demand that I hurry, or they would do things to me. I would try to explain that it took time. but they wouldn't hear it, their rage blinded them. At times I would wonder if I could go on like this being a servent to my children, damned to cook beef stroganoff for the rest of my life, Id glance at the butter knife, thinking how easy it would be to just end it, but the out come was always the same: they ate I wept.
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