Before my home kitchen underwent a recent remodeling, hearing the smoke alarm was a daily sound that my tender ears had to endure. My mom is a good cook. She does better than most, although, she has her moments. The smoke alarm doesn't go off as frequently these days because a new vent hood was installed (luckily for her). It used to go off nightly, and then shortly after, I would hear my dad nonchalantly yell "Dinner is ready."Lets just say she likes her cooking a little on the toasty side. Here she is making her pizza pops (very good mother and avery I know you want some of these). But last night she achieved her highest point: a massive pork roast which she stuck into a little crock pot. The meat stuck out the top, but she still felt the need to put the top on. So she balanced it on the five inches of erupting mass. Job well done to a half cooked pork roast!!!
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