Things that make you say "aaaargh"

Like say, when your falafel dissolves into the pan.  (I didn't even know this was possible)

About a minute in, when two falafels bite the dust. 

Later, you can see that they are not simply crumbling apart,
but dissolving into some sort of ectoplasm.

These were meant to be baked falafels, but I was running short on time, so thought I'd fry them up instead.  Ha! The consistency seemed fine, similar to many many a falafel I've made in the past, but well...

next time I will fire up the oven.

Then, the hummus, despite following the recipe to the letter, turned out super garlicky, causing Freya to exclaim "spicy!  spicy!"

So, here's what we *did* have for dinner:

Soup, which Freya devoured just a few days earlier,
only to turn up her nose tonight...the joys of feeding a toddler.

Earlier in the day (the hottest September day for 52 years!), Freya had pleaded to bake a cake.  Thankfully, they turned out lovely and we had at the least, a nice treat at the end of our meal of the damned.  You can find the recipe for Absurdly Easy Chocolate Cake here.

Pre-frosting

Best part of the night?  Freya chanting "Say it! Say it Mommy!", to which I would reply "arrrrrgggh" and Freya would giggle with unbridled glee.  She is one weird baby.  

Wonder where she gets that from?