I watched a talented cook do it, so tonight I figured I could do it too.

That certainly reads like a recipe for disaster, doesn’t it? And yet, somehow I managed to produce a decent meal for myself. I made a couple cups’ worth of rice in the spiffy rice cooker we picked up a few weeks ago, and I heated up some meatballs (previously frozen, to be sure… my talents only go so far, after all) in BBQ sauce on the stove. Not only did I do these two things, but I did them correctly, and the results were edible rather tasty.

Sure, it’s not normally something to write home an entry about, but you must keep in mind that I’m not normally found doing food-preparation activity of any kind other than punching buttons on the microwave.

By the way: Two cups of rice, uncooked, makes a whole steaming lot (pun very much intended) of cooked rice…