knots are for throwing, duh...

so, this is how it went down. i spent a long time one evening making a carbolicious meal complete with pasta and fruity salad and, of course, garlic knots. now, here's the thing--lately i love cooking. i like it because i have time to do it... lots and lots of time.

but i have this little problem...

i don't like to follow instructions. specifically if i am cutting corners by using dough out of a can. so on this particular night when the recipe said place the knotted dough on an ungreased cookie sheet and bake i thought dumb! why would i possibly want to place this sticky dough on an ungreased cookie sheet and have to scrub it for an extra 10 minutes afterwards.

one greased cookie sheet and 12 garlic knots later... holy nasty garlic knots, batman!

yeah, because the hubs is such a sweet one, he tried to eat the tops and pretend the bottoms didn't taste like a penny. and did you know he is also against throwing perfectly gross food away because of the starving children in timbuktu? that's how sweet he is and why i, instead of deciding to dump those little terds in the trash, proposed a private deck party to take place immediately after dinner. throwing those gnarly knots onto the reserved car ports would be the main event. freezing to death would be the second, lesser order of business. debuting my thrift store fish shirt + fancy-shmancy apron + my awesome-hair-day-do would be the added bonus.

{hubs- i can't believe my wife is really this cool}

{ay yayayay!}

{can you watch my back? our chinese neighbors are staring...}

{score}