...The eye beholds the heart's desire. A. E. Housman
Last night, I was halfway through making chicken parmesan and it came time to add the sauce only to find that it was impossible to open the lid. I did everything short of breaking the glass jar on the kitchen floor. So I had to eat my dinner without the sauce.
This morning I made my lunch — which unfortunately was not chicken parmesan as planned but instead a plain old pb&j. I had a squeeze bottle of jam — it had only a tad of jam left though. I did have a glass jar back up … but once again I could not get the darn thing open (I was in a bit of hurry though — so I only banged it for a little while before I gave up). So today I’m having a peanut butter sandwich with a tad of jam.
I’ve had trouble with plastic bottles before too…but I’ve quickly learned how to solve that problem without a man. All I need is a knife and a cup: