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Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.
Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.
Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.
Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.
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For a short time I was the short order cook when the regular cook had his days off. I was normally a server, but got the cooks job because I knew how to make an omelet.
So, one day a guy came in and ordered an egg salad sandwich. Cool. That's easy. So while he was eating it, he kept looking over at me through the little window.
Later my boss came in and made herself an egg salad sandwich. But she got it out of a different container. "That's the egg salad?! Then what's in this container that I used for that guy's sandwich?"
"Tarter sauce."
We both about died laughing. Funniest part was he ate the whole thing.
Well, he got his for taunting you, didn't he? LOL
That is hysterical! I hope they gave him his meal for free!
Oh my goodness! What a great story! See...God was taking care of getting rid of that desire for you! Thanks so much for sharing that today!
ROFLOL! I can relate to tossing your apron. I used to bake all the family bread each week. I'm almost embarrassed to tell that.
But when my dh took an early retirement, I went to work. For those 6 years, I didn't cook or clean. :o)
By the time I retired and started writing full time, I'd gotten totally spoiled.
I now "forget" to take something out of the freezer each day. So dinner is usually carry out or salads.
Did I mention I don't clean, either? The only place I do clean is the kitchen. DH takes care of most of the rest of the house. And since I rarely cook, my job's easy!
I know. I'm bad. But guess what? I don't care. :o)
So hysterical, Diann! Just goes to show that God has a big sense of humor--lol. He did that for you, you know ;)
That is such a cool thought, Julie!
Kay, that's hysterical! I can't believe the guy ate the whole thing! Must have been hungry! *g*
Ane, you lucky duck. I haven't managed to get out of cleaning yet. Though I've slowed waaaaaayyyy down. :)
I love to make homemade cinnamon rolls. My hubby had been asking me to make cinnamon rolls for a couple of weeks. One Saturday afternoon, in a hurry, I thought I might whip up a batch of dough and bake the rolls off the next morning for a before church treat.
Unfortunately in my haste I grabbed the Onion powder container instead of the cinnamon container (they were from the same brand so the bottles looked identical) and started sprinkling it on a portion of the rolled out dough. It took a second for me to realize that it wasn't cinnamon I was using. I tried REALLY hard to wipe away the onion and I thought I had done a good job. So i didn't actually mention it to my husband...
Let's just say the cinnamon rolls had a slight onion after taste that did not go unnoticed! Even by the kids who never really taste, but inhale, things anyway. Ever since then I have checked and double checked my spices before using them!
I made my famous homemade lasagna for my first boyfriend...but I had never made it before.
When it came time to measure out the dried garlic...I measured out exactly what the recipe called for...not realizing that 1/4 of the amount equaled a full clove...
I put the equivalent of FOUR cloves of garlic in a pan of lasagna:-)
He kissed me anyway...ahhh, I can still taste the garlic LOL!!
Oh my goodness, Kellie and Deena those stories are hilarious!!! I'm sure if I were still cooking, I'd be doing the same thing.
Guess we'll never know . . . . ;-)
I happen to work at a pretty well known restraunt and I help get the food together for table tickets. One of our deserts is a blondie brownie topped with ice cream and a maple sauce. The sauce comes on the side in a little black container for dipping sauces. Well there was alrady one in the window that looked like the sauce so i sent it out with the waitress. She came back a few minutes later desert in hand and said that the sauce they got was oriental salad dressing. I was horrified. I can't believe I send out dressing. THey did get their desert and the correct sauce for after my mistake.
But it was really funny.
That's hilarious, Liz! I guess mistakes can happen in the best of kitchens. :-)
Many years ago, I worked at a dude ranch. To tease one of the guests while on a cook-out, we put a large dark cooky in his hamburger bun instead of a hamburger. The guest didn't suspect a thing. He put all the condiments (ketchup, mustard, mayo, etc.) on the cooky and took a big bite. Immediately he had the strangest look on his face. He opened the bun and took a good look at the "hamburger." When he realized what we'd done, he shook his fist at us (but he also laughed). Because he was such a good sport, we gave him a new super-sized hamburger to replace the cooky.
Oh my goodness, Pam, that's a GREAT story!!! When you say "cooky" is that like the sweet, round things we eat--as in, chocolate chip cookies? If that's the case, give me that over a hamburger any day!!! *G*
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