#kitchenblunders

My boss calls me Fretty McFretterson. Her assessment is correct. I fret over the silliest things. The latest fretstorm started brewing as I drove to Cornhusker Auto on October 19 in my lurching Honda. 'I can do this. I'm just looking. I don't need to buy anything,' I repeated to myself. Four hours later, I drove home in a 2015 Nissan Rogue. And I breathed into a paper bag for a good fifteen minutes. Full on stage-five fretstorm. Images of me filing my own Chapter 7 bankruptcy flooded my mind. Since then, the seas of panic have subsided somewhat, but I did put myself on a budget. Attempting to be budget savvy, I searched my freezer for ingredients for a weekend meal. Aha! Special sausage that I had pillaged from my parents' freezer. Biscuits and gravy it is. I had everything I needed to make the homemade biscuits I found online, cleverly titled 'no fail 20 minute biscuits.' I should have known. Never believe a recipe with 'best ever' or 'no fail' in the title. My biscuits, while not inedible, more resembled lumpy scones. But...the biscuits are just the vehicle for the gravy. They'll do. True, after defrosting the sausage, I thought something was off, but I had already made the biscuits, so I pressed on. Sausage into skillet. Odd aroma. Bad aroma. Gray grease. Yep, the special sausage is deer. I ate thick biscuits with white milk gravy.