here’s just a little something i cooked up a moment ago when the spirit hit me…
hello dearest beeper, it is me looking dour for the children are hungry, it’s near the six o’clock hour i have a menu planned out, ’tis true, yes ’tis true but i forget that i made it, and there’s no time for stew i think and i think but no vittles come to mind so i freak and i dash to the basement to find what’s in the freezer? what might save my ass? is it some chicken? a meatloaf? o dear, the sea bass? but as i dig deeper and deeper, lo behold holy moley it’s a bag, a big one! full of four-cheese ravioli! quick! dash back up the stairs, for it’s almost sunset dump it into the crockpot, ’tis no time to fret crockpot?? shmockpot! o! what am i thinking?! i’ve no time for hi or lo: time’s on the brinking! use the pot nonetheless, press the button: “defrost” close the door, say a prayer, we will eat at all costs eight minutes later, dinner’s ready, thank God for i very almost blew it, we nearly ate cod.© molly field 2013
Grass Oil by Molly Field 
Love it 🙂
aww! thanks! i am calling this dinner “rescue ravioli.” 🙂
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Ha! I made that dinner a few nights ago! Lol
it worked!
I don’t understand. Is there another way to cook that does not involve the microwave?
smoking your meats. i do that all the time, especially after my desk jockey husband comes back from a kill.
You crack me up, Ms. Banana Wheels.
Put Poet on your resumé and add it to your linkedin profile. Watch out world!
Also, I love raviolis!
I shall never use the microwave the same way again!
ha! i owe so many rescues to that device!!