Last night, I went to cook a chicken dish. Earlier that day, I had seen the picture in a magazine and thought it looked fab. It had chicken and white wine and lemon zest and a hint of chilli and a few other gorgeous things. I had skimmed down the list of ingredients to make sure I had them all.
So about 7pm, I saunter into my kitchen to get the magnificent chicken dish underway.
Then I read step one.
"Combine first six ingredients, and marinate chicken in refrigerator overnight."
So I ordered pizza.
That will teach me to read the "method" not just the "ingredients".
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