that's a Dumb and Dumber quote. Ask me sometime about quoting that movie end to end. My brother-in-law Jared and I could do a little show for you. Mostly at weddings or holiday parties.
But I am actually foolish. In my excitement to be an adult/wife/new-in-law, I enthusiastically volunteered to make a couple pies for the Thanksgiving Feast that will be had with Dan's family in Kanab. From the onset this whole thing smacked of "See? I cook! I'm totally domestic and whatever? Look! I can WHISK!" and it was about that point when Dan took the potato masher out of my hand and asked me if I'd ever done this before. (For the record, the potato masher breaks up the butter just fine, thankyouverymuch.)
I had to make the Pecan Pie twice before I trusted myself to make the real thing. The first time, I used "the easy recipe" which pretty much said -stir these 5 ingredients together and go nuts. It was nuts alright. watery, milky chocolate bits and some nuts. The second time, I used the much harder recipe it came out PERFECT in the pre-bought crust. But of course, I didn't want a STORE BOUGHT CRUST for thanksgiving! I needed to MAKE A CRUST! REAL WOMEN MAKE CRUSTS! GODLESS CAREER WOMEN WITH NO CHIDREN BUY CRUSTS!!!! (pant pant pant) and three hours and 4 panic attacks later, I think that I have a decent pie.
The second pie was a piece of cake (har har), just a simple recipe stolen from The Pioneer Woman for a Cranberry Pie, to which I added a few sliced blackberries (the fruit, not the phone) to give it a little extra sweetness. I feel good about that one.
But my poor housemate can attest to the AWESOME attitude that I had while doing it. Because I am bored and bitter at my job for making me work today, I will try and make you up a little illustration.
Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone.