Soooo, This morning I woke up and decided I was going to make breakfast for my amazing wife. After all she's been so great to me and, been especially caring and attentive over the last few weeks. (hhmm, maybe I should be concerned.)
Anyway, I would normally make her one of her favorites, Sausage gravy and biscuits (which are amazing), but this morning I decided to make her waffles, after all they are quick, easy and I get a chance to try out our new waffle maker. I mean how hard could it be. I'm a grown man and it's just making a little batter and throwing it in the machine. A piece of cake, so to speak. WELL as John Pinette used to say, OH NAY, NAY! I found that this waffle maker is the MACHINE FROM HELL and adjusting the batter mix from a pacake to a waffle mix is DEVIL'S POWDER.!!!
I proceeded to mix the DEVIL'S POWDER (although I didn't know it was that at the time!) and put it in SATAN'S APPLIANCE. I followed all the operating instructions to the letter, but I must admit a RED FLAG should have gone up when part of the instructions said "COOK UNTIL THE SMOKE STARTS TO STOP". I am sure had I stopped at that point I would have heard SATAN STIFLING A LAUGH! (this must have amused him more than taking a soul)
After completely missing that stop sign I moved on. I carefully watched the smoke coming from this POSSESSED APPLIANCE so I would not overcook these delicious examples of my MALE PROWESS. (I felt like beating my chest). When I observed the AMBIGUIOS smoke starting to stop. (what the hell does that really mean anyway?) My mouth started to water, these were just going to be fantastic! As I opened the lid SATAN'S laughter really became annoying and John Pinette"s words came to me once again. OH NAY NAY ! Something went horribly wrong IGOR!
When the lid to this MONSTROUS CONTRAPTION was completely open I peered in and what I saw looked kind of like a waffle, but....not really. Let me tell you if we had a dog he would have run screaming "you're not feeding that to me". I can't really describe what it looked like, although there were two crisp mangled and separated halves with nothing in the middle. WTH!
Well, not to be defeated I decided to try again. After all it was my first time using the DEVIL'S MACHINE and I probably just got the cooking time wrong. After putting the next batch in with the same result, I was starting to question my manhood. Can't you even make a simple waffle, I asked myself! Now I was determined!! I put more DEVIL'S POWDER in the POSSESSED APPLIANCE and again I waited for the "smoke starting to stop" before opening the lid. Guess what! Again I had some deformed things that resembled waffles after a NUCLEAR ATTACK.
Don't go away there is more! After making eight of these FRANKENSTEIN WAFFLES, I decided I needed help, so...you guessed it I called my wife :( (the whimpering sound you heard was me stepping on my tail that was hanging between my legs.) After some discussion she determined I had not used the proper mix. It seems I had used the pancake formula and not the waffle formula. When the hell did you need to be a chemist to make waffles?????
Here we go again, I remixed the batter, cleaned the POSSESSED APPLIANCE started over AND GOT THE SAME DAMN RESULT! AAAAARRRRGGGG!!!!! Wait...I think I hear SATAN saying something about my soul for a decent WAFFLE
In the end my wife decided on an alternate breakfast...(which she made) And with my manhood in tatters, I thought there is something to be said for FROZEN WAFFLES!
AND I STILL HAVE A KITCHEN TO CLEAN!
I'M DONE
(but the waffles aren't)
It was Memorial Day, Mike. You forgot to add the napalm. Or you could have found some left over C-Ration pound cake . . .
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