Food For Thought Part II

Ok, I shouldn't talk so bad about my family's food problems because I have a couple of confessions to make.

A few years ago my family was preparing food for a cookout. My sister was in charge of the potato salad and incidentally had a bowl full of potatoes soaking in water on the table.

Ok.

Earlier that morning someone stopped up the toilet (it wasn't me) and the bathroom flooded causing water to leak through the kitchen ceiling. We'd thought the problem had been solved but I noticed that water was still dripping from the ceiling and to my dismay (gasp!) - directly into the bowl of potatoes!

I didn't say anything. I just made sure I didn't eat any of it.

Now. If you thought that was terrible and cruel of me I actually did something worse. For Memorial Day, my family had another barbecue. Again my sister was in charge of the potato salad but she also helped with the chicken. Instead of letting the chicken thaw out in the fridge, she had it sitting in the sink.

I was unaware of this fact until I went to throw out some water that I'd used to give my mom a pedicure. Yeah, you guessed it. I poured the dirty water into the sink with the chicken still in there.

Before you go thinking that I'm a terrible person, my family has done many things to me as well. I couldn't tell you how many times they've slipped pork into my food or put cigarette butts into my soda can or scooped out a roach from the sugar bowl without telling anyone...