the code of distrust

I cooked a meal with pasta, garbanzo beans and boiled eggs last week. Bryan informed me that I broke the code of trust with that meal. I'm no longer allowed to be in the kitchen alone.

He did applaud me on my grocery shopping today though. I came home with none of those aforementioned items and 4 boxes of popcorn. Someone's a happy camper. And that someone is me. It's taken me 2.5 years to figure out how to get off of kitchen duty and I figured it out with one box of pasta, an old can of lentils and a moment of severe misjudgment.

Don't worry. Popcorn for dinner isn't all that bad. Especially when mixed with boiled eggs...