Flipping through the ancient cookbook is a bit terrifying. I can’t cook, so all these lists of foreign foods is worrying me. Maybe I should just order takeout.
My eye catches something. A pie. I’ll order dinner, and make an easy dessert. Perfect. My mom loves pumpkin pies, so maybe that will put her in a much better mood. Let’s see where my cooking expedition takes me.
That thought was screwed from the beginning. Three hours later, my kitchen is a mess, Maggie ha...