One morning last week I was rushing around trying to get Charlotte and myself out the door. We were late for playgroup, and directly after that we had several errands to run. I was trying to simultaneously dry my hair, feed Charlotte oatmeal, and measure 2/3 cup cocoa into a padded envelope (for the cookie ingredients that I was sending in the mail to my sister Laura for her birthday of course. Happy birthday Laura! I texted her when she received it to see if the sticks of butter I sent were salvageable. She didn’t respond. Oops.)
I finally had everything ready to go and in my arms: purse, diaper bag, Charlotte, perishable butter package, checks/stamps/envelopes for the utility bills I was planning to finish writing at playgroup (so classy), Laura’s birthday card (a very very crafty piece of folded cardstock complete with a decorative sticker that was going to be the height of tangible birthday congratulations until I ran out of creativity. I ended up writing “Happy birthday Laura” in fading permanent marker while sitting on the church gym floor at playgroup, after Charlotte had stolen and crumpled it several times. She’ll be framing that one.), and my keys. Wait, keys? Where are my keys? Nooooo!!!
After searching the entire house with a flashlight, I called Eric at work, exasperated. Check your pockets, you must have accidentally taken my keys. (I’m sure he could hear what I was really saying: This is all your fault. Sometimes I wonder why Eric puts up with me.) After he convinced me that he really didn’t have them, I dejectedly hung up and stared around my torn-apart house. Finally I decided to check my car. (Only after I fought the urge to grab my keys. How am I supposed to get in my car without the keys?)
So I took Charlotte with me down to the car, and there they were: sitting on the back seat in the unlocked car, fully visible from the window.
Sigh. At least we still have a car. And at least Eric got “I’m sorry” brownies later that day at work. I’m not entirely heartless.
This Roti flatbread is so delicious! I can’t get enough of it. It is really good by itself, but it is amazing when served with a saucy Indian dish, like this Chicken Tikka Masala I just posted, or this Indian Ginger Chicken. It’s perfect for sopping up extra sauce. This recipe is super easy. It can be made ahead of time and re-heated in the microwave with good results. Use lots of butter! You only live once!
Source: adapted from Allrecipes.com