Not because I think I'm so fabulous, but, rather, in an effort to shock the living daylights out of those who know me best, because they know I'm not the best cook. Yeah, that's putting it mildly.
I totally earned my Swedish meatballs badge tonight. They were, honestly, perfect. Ask Mr. Brown. I used this recipe, but made some tweaks; namely, upping the spices and using beef stock rather than water.
Now I feel as if I can conquer the food world. Bring me some egg whites! I will make a soufflé my bitch.
I retract that last claim. We all know it'll be a miracle if I don't screw up tomorrow morning's oatmeal.