The last few days at work have been very busy, so DAH has been helping around the house and taking DS41 to his doctors appointments. DAH let me know yesterday morning that DS41 and the 2 GS's would be helping make dinner, BBQ'd chicken breasts, grilled asparagus and a salad. This man CANNOT cook to save his life and the Gson's are no better. DS41 trys to help, but has very limited movement. The chicken was crispy black BBQ briquettes, asparagus was chard sticks and the salad was not savable because they dumped a whole bottle of ranch dressing on it. I hate ranch dressing.

DAH was so proud of the dinner they cooked, he decided that we would all sit out on the deck for dinner. I didn't have the heart to tell him that no one likes to eat charcoal for a full meal. Oldest Gson17 was helping SD41 cut up his chicken and couldn't get the fork to go through the chicken. DAH tries and same thing, not happening. DAH picked the chicken breast up and bangs it on the table and it is literally a solid block of charcoal and same with the asparagus. The salad was a drowned wilted mess, DAH threw the burnt chicken out in the yard for the dogs and they turned their nose up at it. Needless to say, all of us ended up going out to dinner. DAH new adventure is taking cooking classes with the Gsons this summer, so they can help with the cooking. I am almost afraid of what they will be cooking.*bad*