Hamburger and Potatoes

I came into my marriage feeling confident I could make a hamburger and potatoes dish. It was one of the few meals my parents taught me as I came in handy to slice up the potatoes.

The irony is my parents never allowed me to use a sharp knife, so I became very adept at using a steak knife for slicing and dicing vegetables. You can imagine my need to adapt quickly when Big Guy and I received an actual knife set as a wedding present.

Unfortunately, my confidence became shattered when I managed to slice open my finger making this meal early in our marriage. The drama was high as I cried, and bled, requiring a trip to have my finger stitched up at the hospital.

I am glad Big Guy did not give up on me in the kitchen and instead made sure I received knife technique lessons. I am still not great at it, but at least I still have ten fingers! Well, one broken finger after the over door slammed on my finger, but that is a story for another day!