I toasted the bread. Buttered it. And generously sprinkled cinnamon on top.
Suddenly, I noticed a funny smell. A spicy smell. Definitely not a cinnamon-y smell.
When the boys asked what the funny smell was, I said it was nothing and handed them a granola bar.
Reminded me of the time I was cooking pasta and making iced tea, and in my hurry I salted the tea and sugared the pasta water.
I didn't realize my mistake until we sat down to eat.
|What can I say? Sometimes I can multi-task,|
and sometimes I can't.