My biscuits are burnin'

Ok, not biscuits, garlic bread. My son wanted cheesy sausages and garlic bread for dinner. I wasn’t really hungry for anything in particular. So I bought the grub and started to cook it up. Then I got distracted with the bread under the broiler. BURNT. Smoke billowing out of the oven. CRISPY and BLACK. On the oven on the dial it should say “Broiler, don’t even think about stepping away”.



66 more days left … of bachelor-hood. Which I’m sure a million loaves of garlic bread are letting out a sigh of relief.