This kid kills me.
Gosh I love him.
What I really love is how he goes in the kitchen, picks up a cookbook,
checks for ingredients, and starts making stuff.
I just wait for the goodness.
If this is your first visit today, welcome! There is another post from today under this one, and before I'm bedded down for the night, there will be some pics of Helen with her diaper on.
She's kinda embarrassed.
On to the onion strings! Get the recipe here.
Aaron did all his prep work.
I've let him cut things with the chef knife since he was about 7.
I don't think I knew any better.
He still has ten fingers.
Marmie - "Aaron - Ease of preparation?"
Aaron - "They were very simple, only nine steps."
"Well? Did you like 'em?"
" I LOVED THEM. They stayed crispy. I would give it TWO thumbs up."
I, Marmie, would give them two thumbs, eight fingers and all my toes up.
Help me, these were good.
I couldn't get over how crispy they stayed, even when stone cold.
My onion rings always turned to mush.
'Oh, it's a keeper' (you have to say that with a good Minnesota accent)
Check back later tonight to see a chicken in a diaper.
You can't find this kind of entertainment in Hollywood folks.