Sometimes mistakes add to things, sometimes they don’t make a lick of difference.

This week I made a huge lasagna; 12x16 inches. I confess it was to use up the milk which was close to the use-by date. [Jeez, you people know all my secrets.]

Kid extra took a slab to work and shared it with a friend. She said to tell me that if writing didn’t work out, I could become a cook.

He told me this and I laughed and then said I had a confession to make over this particular lasagna, it had a secret ingredient.

Things are tight financially, so I buy a lot of generic brands and they all look the same; same colour packet, same font, same packaging and often a similar size. Rolled oats are cheap and healthy for breakfast and I usually store them in a big glass jar. The remains of a bag were squished down, clamped closed and left on the bench. Someone thought it was the remains of the bag of grated cheese and put it in the dairy drawer in the fridge.

When I was making the layers I grabbed the bag of ‘grated cheese’, un-clipped it and poured it all over my pan.

I stood there and looked at the rolled oats and had a crisis.

I could scoop it all out but it would take time and waste some of the sauce. The bench was covered in various pots, pans, packets and implements. I’m constructing a lasagna, people. I don’t have time for this!

So I left it. I thought if anyone notices, I will come clean and confess. And of course, nobody did.

I’m not sure what the message is here: rolled oats will bulk up anything? Keep silent until you’re caught? Remember to put in your oats?

Sometimes mistakes add to things, sometimes they don’t make a lick of difference.

Yeah… that’ll do.