A series of disasters

Diasters in the kitchen are still the same. Made my version of super easy biriyani a couple of times this week. I guess I should listen to it when he says that I should try and master  'normal' food before the fancy ones.

The baby is very fussy with food now and I wanted to make him eat somehow. Biriyani seemed just right . He loves it when my mom makes it. I tries. It turned out to be a fidge, a saadam and gooey. I cudnt have a mouthful of it. Somehow distracted him and made him have a few mouthfuls and pretended that it was a success. The husband wanted to know if he liked it and I said yes before throwing it out of the window. Luckily he is too lazy .
He wanted Manchow soup yesday. I asked for a bail first, it may be a flop a couple of times I said. He said , oh yes .. but addded.. a couple of flops for the same dish is ok, but it has to be right after that , ok?
Phew , what does he think? I work like him , all day long and then he expects me to cook for him and that too whatever he wants. He wants me to take care of all what the baby needs too. Well , I let it go. Cant blame him . I keep complaining all the time that I love to cook but do not get enough chances coz the MIL will not let me cook. And I messed up all the chances I had recently. I have to restart teh baking experiments. Cakes were turning out to be very good so I stopped making them. Well, when u have disasters all the time it doesnt feel right when things turn out good. No challenges. I love the jinxed recipes , I have an obsession for them . And they never turn right. I am gonna make my mom cook biriyani and watch like a hawk this time. Fingers crossed.