Jana and I had every intention of going out on Friday night for a drink. Well as they say, the road to hell is paved with good intentions! We antagonized each other and dared each other with drinks and shots til we were warm and toasty and....hungry! As fate would have it, we ran into the manager of the restaurant we dined at earlier in the week. We pleaded our case and he opened the kitchen at 1:00am for just the two of us!
We fired up the oven, uncorked the Chianti, turned up the tunes and got to work. With unwashed hands (eeeeww) we designed our drunken pepperoni pizza! It felt like I was in a romantic comedy, except that there were two leading ladies, and the leading man looked like a 70's porn star. We dined on chocolate chip cookies and washed them down with our red wine while waiting for the finished product. Sounds appetizing right?
It was up to me to get the pie out of the oven. Now we all know that I have no business being in the kitchen even sober. A drunken Emily reaching into an oven was not the brightest of ideas. I now have a gnarly burn on the my right index finger, looks like it may scar so I will have a permanent reminder of this classic night.
Since we violated nearly every public health code, the name of the establishment shall remain a mystery. Can't say I'll be back, after my grubby little hands were in everything!
Life lesson #89-don't booze and bake!
We fired up the oven, uncorked the Chianti, turned up the tunes and got to work. With unwashed hands (eeeeww) we designed our drunken pepperoni pizza! It felt like I was in a romantic comedy, except that there were two leading ladies, and the leading man looked like a 70's porn star. We dined on chocolate chip cookies and washed them down with our red wine while waiting for the finished product. Sounds appetizing right?
It was up to me to get the pie out of the oven. Now we all know that I have no business being in the kitchen even sober. A drunken Emily reaching into an oven was not the brightest of ideas. I now have a gnarly burn on the my right index finger, looks like it may scar so I will have a permanent reminder of this classic night.
Since we violated nearly every public health code, the name of the establishment shall remain a mystery. Can't say I'll be back, after my grubby little hands were in everything!
Life lesson #89-don't booze and bake!
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