Creamy Scalloped Potatoes (From a Box)

 Ahhh yes, from the box comes the lovely clatter of freeze dried potatoes into a pyrex cassarole. After sending out a few job applicationss and pondering the Classifieds, baking in the sun for over an hour (while enjoying a nap), and enjoying a refreshing shower, I decided to tackle something to eat. We're sort of trying to clear out some clutter in the kitchen, so yesterday I resolved to try to use everything I could before returning to Hannaford. Btw, I threw out like 13 bottles of salad dressing...but I kept the crutons because what else could happen to them? They're already stale! Anyhoo, so I think to myself, hey...I suck at baking things....might as well try something from a box. Alas, I'm out of milk...but does that stop me? NO. Instead of the reccomended 2c boiling water, 2/3c milk, 2T butter, I decide to throw in 2 1/2c boiling water, 3T butter, 1/2c shredded sharp cheddar cheese, 1T minced garlic, and some ground pepper. That oughta do it. Threw it into a preheated for 15 minutes, threw some more shredded cheese on the top, and left her in there for another 5-6 minutes (recipe said 20 minutes). The Outcome: A really buttery, greasy-looking salty cheesey thing. Potatoes are a little undercooked, but oh well. Color is slightly wonky, but on the plus side, it tastes nice and garlicky.

The Verdict: Minor fail. But there is a lesson to be learned here, lovelies....Follow directions.

3 Ingredient Peanut Butter Cookies

Alas, this is the recipe that made me want to start a blog. After I used up two partially-empty jars of peanut butter and had to use the natural stuff in the fridge, I realize aloud 'wow...a cup of peanut butter is a lot.' It looks like a lot more in the bowl than it does in the cup, and after I added the cup of sugar and the egg, it still looked like a glop of peanut butter...just bigger. Did I mention I hate cooking? So I preheated the oven to 350, popped them in, and out they came, fifteen minutes later.

The picture is nice, the taste...not so much =[ FAIL. Boyfriend: 'They don't taste bad, but they smell kinda burned.'