the BEST part of cooking.

I like to cook, generally. But then everyone has bad days and sometimes, those days make you look at your kitchen in disgust and take your traitorous hiney on to the local drive-thru.

I felt like this last night. But, as drive-thrus aren't diet-friendly, I opted for cooking, anger-management style.

It's funny how thrilling and calming it can be to beat crackers into teeny, tiny, crumbling submission.