Here we are.
And I may have messed up dinner.
And L isn’t home yet.
Anyway, here’s what happened:
L sent me a recipe to make, for Mexican shredded chicken, to put in the crock pot to make tacos with later tonight. I scrolled too far down on the link she sent me, and instead followed a recipe for something else. Something else which is not meant to be put in a crock pot. I did this anyway, without realizing my mistake until later. Here’s what I put in:
-A shredded chicken breast (shredding chicken breasts, by the way, is DISGUSTING when they aren’t cooked.)
-1/2 an onion, diced and cooked in olive oil (I’ve recently learned how to cook onions, so I put them in EVERYTHING. Here’s a tip: don’t put onions in everything. Just most things.)
-2 cans of diced tomatoes
-half a bag or so of frozen corn I found in the freezer
-a little thing of what appears to be leftover black beans
-a tiny can of tomato paste
-various spices: cumin, onion powder, onion onion (which you actually CAN put in everything), garlic powder, chili powder, and pepper.
It’s been a couple hours. I haven’t opened the pot yet. According to Schrödinger (and some sketchy associative logic), the food is, as of this moment, SIMULTANEOUSLY TERRIBLE AND AWESOME. I got a job recently, and today I decluttered the apartment and vacuumed- presumably, L will still want to marry me after tonight. I’ll keep y’all updated.