Under Seige . . .

That was me last night. Trying to make dinner. Just as I had mistakenly dumped half the bottle of sea salt into the green peppers the oil on the next burner that I had allowed to get too hot started to pop and explode. Scooping out the sea salt while dodging boiling oil I thought I had ruined dinner. I kept with it. Added the tomatoes to the green peppers and cooked the chicken and shrimp. With the kitchen a disaster I arranged the whole wheat spaghetti with shrimp (for me) chicken (for my man) green peppers, tomatoes, goat cheese and fresh basil. And you know what - it was delicious. Best thing that I've ever made. Even my Man thought so. So my lesson for the day is stick with the fight. It might turn out just perfect.