Crisis in the Parker Home! Our freezer is so cold, it burns everything you put inside within a week. The nob is broken off. JP tried adjusting it once with pliers, but it didn't change. So he tried again.
Ahem. With Success.
We woke this morning to a completely thawed freezer. And the fridge above was warm too. The milk is bad and now my coffee is black.
And I'm starting my day to the smell of Trader Joe's Orange Chicken frying. To be followed by buffalo wings. Then chicken breasts. It's only 8:33 am. The big pink isn't helping me. JP is happily frying and singing, "Orange Chicken... In the Mornin!" He's a morning person.
So, if you're in the Seattle area and feel like bringing a tub of mashed potatoes or cole slaw over, breakfast is on the Parkers! Chicken n waffles? The door's open.
Share the winnings!
(If you haven't seen Waking Ned Devine, get your Netflix on. The chicken dinner is key.)