The better marsala attempt. Do you ever, when something goes entirely awry, literally imagine turning back time? In my brain, the recording of the moment that Things Went Wrong peels back like a VHS tape, the sound of it rewinding squeaking through my brain, until I can get to the place where I did not actually decide to take a full wine bottle and use it to pound a bone-in pork chop, leading to the nice vino vessel shattering and the wine going everywhere, which means all over the pork and also the floor and everything else.
Two recipes for chicken marsala from two dads
Two recipes for chicken marsala from two dads
Two recipes for chicken marsala from two dads
The better marsala attempt. Do you ever, when something goes entirely awry, literally imagine turning back time? In my brain, the recording of the moment that Things Went Wrong peels back like a VHS tape, the sound of it rewinding squeaking through my brain, until I can get to the place where I did not actually decide to take a full wine bottle and use it to pound a bone-in pork chop, leading to the nice vino vessel shattering and the wine going everywhere, which means all over the pork and also the floor and everything else.