Happy Wednesday! Today I wanted to talk about kitchen confessions. You know, those things you do in the privacy of your own kitchen that you would never own up to in the presence of other foodies and cooks. Whether it relates to cooking (maybe you used a jar of alfredo sauce and called it homemade–of course you doctored it up, first), or eating (maybe you opened up a bag of salt and vinegar chips just for a little snack and you ended up eating the whole bag–I get it, you skipped lunch), you know you’ve got something you’ve been dying to confess. C’mon . . . it will make you feel better. We won’t judge.
Last night, I made Hamburger Helper. My boys love it. I ate some, too.
Last week, I made a delicious roasted chicken. I ate the crispy skin. All of it.
I’ve used jars of alfredo sauce and called it homemade.
I may have eaten an entire bag of salt and vinegar chips or puffy Cheetos in one sitting.
Please don’t judge. And feel free to share your kitchen confessions in the comments below. You know you’ve got something you want to get off of your chest.