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Experience has taught me I should not surrender to these unusual trespassers. Everytime I entertain some of them, Im the one getting burnt.

This time was different. Dont ask me how it was different, or how I knew it was different, it just was. Obviously, looking right back I might have been wrong.

The thought: why not surprise my partner by cooking her a meal?

I know what youre thinking. I thought the same thing when this suggested itself in my experience. But, the more I thought about it, the more wonderfully delicious it seemed. How could anything go wrong if I am doing it for my partner?

The only real question I needed to answer was what kind of meal should I make.

Following a long period of ruminating, I settled on a orange sponge cake with peanut butter frosting. This was going to be the most useful surprise my partner has ever received from me.

Sitting in a prominent position in your kitchen is my wifes Betty Crocker Cook book. I dont know how long she has had that book, its experienced our home for as long as I can remember which actually may not be that long when I come to think of it.

I got the book, lay in my own favorite chair and opened it. How do you read a cookbook? When I leafed through it, it didn't have any rhyme or reason to me. In musing about the book I said to myself, how impor-tant is it to follow along with instructions?

Putting the book in its revered location, I concluded that since this is my meal, I didnt need help from anybody else, particularly Betty Crocker. Here is the difference between women and men. While men enjoy the liberty to do their own thing, women need a lot of directions.

I knew exactly what I wanted. A sponge cake, with peanut-butter icing. What could be easier?

Rescuing a big mixing bowl, I assembled most of the components I needed; flour, sugar, eggs, milk and baking powder. If you think anything at all, you will likely want to check up about remove frames. Everyone knows you cannot cook without baking powder.

I have no idea what baking powder is, except when you prepare you use baking powder.

I put every thing in the mixing bowl. The thing I wasnt quite sure of was the measure, but how hard could that be anyway? Gloria Crocker described a cup of this and a cup of the, but never explained what she meant by a cup.

I went along to the wardrobe and looked at most of the glasses. There were all kinds and sizes of glasses and I didn't know which one to work with. I eyed a large coffee cup and thought to myself, this can work.

I dumped 6 o-r 8 glasses of flour to the mixing bowl, I cant remember how many. Clicking success certainly provides lessons you could tell your family friend. Then I cracked several eggs and put that to the mixing bowl as-well. Flowing a of milk into the mixing bowl, I whipped everything into a nice player.

This was to be a lemon sponge cake but I could find nothing marked lemon inside the drawer. I opened the refrigerator, and as luck might have it, I found a quart of lemonade.

I poured this mixture in to the largest cake skillet I may find. I recalled the baking powder, as I was planning to put it to the oven. How is this meal likely to bake if it doesnt have the baking powder?

Placing the cake pan down, I grabbed the baking powder and liberally sprinkled it along with my hitter. I've no notion what baking powder does but I put enough on my cake so that it would do a great job.

In to the oven the cake went, and with a movie of the hand I made the temperature to 450 degrees. Remembering this is a huge meal, I readjusted the temperature to 650.

The larger the meal the hotter the oven, is what I say.

Now all I had a need to do was watch for my cake to make. As I was waiting, I heard rumblings from the range but only chalked that up to good cake-baking.

I suppose I fell asleep, as the next thing I knew there was a strange scent permeating the air. It smelled just a little smoky and then it dawned on me. My meal, its done.

What I pulled out from the oven did not resemble any meal I'd ever seen. I-t appeared as if a pancake, twice the size of the cake pan, with some kind of illness on the surface.

No number of peanut-butter frosting on the planet could camouflage this disaster.

It was about this time I began reassessing the notion of reading instructions. Maybe recommendations have an objective after-all.

I remember something the Apostle Paul said. Study to show thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth perhaps not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth. (2 Timothy 2:15 KJV.)

To call home right without getting burnt the right directions are needed by you.

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