Another item to add to my growing list of pet peeves? People who tell you how to make their favorite recipe. Do you really think anyone will remember whether to add one or two eggs to the moussaka or how much cinnamon goes into those breakfast rolls?
Do I stir? Blend? Whip? Are we baking and if so how high and for how long?
I have difficulty remembering my phone number and I have to start from the beginning when the credit card company wants only the last four digits of my social security number. I need what little room is left in my aging brain cells for important information. There's no freakin' way I'm going to store your gramma's recipe for snicker doodles.
And the worst thing is that I pretend I'm getting it all. Seemingly taking mental notes, nodding my head, muttering words of understanding and feigning interest. Waiting for them to finish so I can add my "sounds yummy" comment.
Tweet it. Post it on your social network page. Text it. E-mail it. Copy the recipe and send it. All of the above. Just don't narrate it.
