So there I was yesterday trying to be a great homemaker (yeah right). I put away my clothes from vacation, cleaned Peanuts dog bowls and refilled them, made a big thing of iced coffee for Patrick, went grocery shopping, seasoned some steaks, picked up a bit, worked on this blog page and then decided to make Patrick some hard boiled eggs for salads and such the next few days. Well, I put six eggs into the pan, added the water (enough to cover the eggs completely) and turned on the burner. I think I got caught up in this blog stuff...suddenly a loud popping sound appeared. I am a huge baby when Pats not around so naturally when Peanut went crazy I got scared and decided to hide out in my room for a while. Then a few minutes later a weird sound again... this time I peeked my head out from my door...no one there...I walked around a bit and noticed a strange smell. You got it. I BURNT HARD BOILED EGGS! The water was completely gone from the pan, the eggs turned brown and exploded (who knew this could even happen)! Don't believe me check out this picture! Oh and mom this is definitely not a reflection of the wonderful job you did teaching me to cook.
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