I had just finished making my version of ranch dressing and was preparing to decant it into a jar when I decided to turn off the power on the blender first.
Only I hit the wrong button. And the top wasn't on. And I got a face full of dressing.
Of course I pulled the plug immediately.
But not before there were glops of dressing everywhere, on the counter and the cabinet doors . . .
. . . on the rug, on the floor . . .
"Into every life," said John, as he went to fetch the mop to clean the ceiling, "a little ranch dressing must fall."
3 comments:
It tried to dress up the whole kitchen.
Take comfort in knowing you are not the first and will not be the last to do something like this.
And now you've taken the experience into comedy with your photos and captions describing it all with grace and humor. Pass the new version of dressing please...
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