I blame it completely on the oven. I know it's possessed! The racks are funny intervals, one is two low, but the next one up, sits too high. Plus, the temperature is about 25 degrees hotter than the dial says, AND the back heats hotter than the front. By the way, that's the corn in the back right-ish corner.
This is my wonderful George Forman grill. We got it with the bazillion of gift cards to Bed, Bath, and Beyond for wedding presents. It has interchangeable plates, so we cook waffles and stuff on it too. It cooked the chicken in like 5 minutes, seriously! I had to turn it down to warm while everything else was finishing up cooking.
Drum roll, please. The finished product, minus the biscuits. They were
*15 minutes later*
I got the pot picture. That's alot of rice. Good thing I like leftovers, huh?
Even after all the mishaps, Mark still eats my dinner. I have to admit, it was really yummy. Maybe I'll make it again, when the leftovers are finished!
We're working on taxes now. I have to work tomorrow. I'm going to bed as soon as the movies over. Thought you'd like to know.