81. on dinner.

 i burned my dinner tonight and set off the smoke alarm.
i then put some substitute food in the microwave and burned that too.
it made me think of when i was a kid and my dad would grill chicken a few times a week.
i wanted my serving covered in cajun spice and burnt. not just crisp, black.
he'd bring in everyone's food and have me check mine for approval.
he always had to go back outside.
i got away with a lot of fussiness then.
it's a wonder i ever came to eat plants.

assembling stories today.

maybe you want a copy?
(that is a hint to tell me such, and i will make you one)