The other night, while I was cleaning up, waiting for my 10 farm-fresh egg frittata to bake, I had a FREAK ACCIDENT. I dropped the NEW bottle of canola oil on my tiled floor, it broke the cap, and the bottle of oil spilled on the entire floor!!!! Frantically, I grabbed the bottle and a bunch of towels to soak up the oil. My husband comes in with a couple of towels bigger than my drawer of kitchen towels. I get one more terry towel... it was the one I got in Minneapolis, at General Mills. Betty Crocker is the known queen of domestic cooking knowledge. Embroidered on the towel is "What would Betty do?" What would Betty do? I think to myself. I get the towel and dread the mop up job. Crocodile tears and sobs sputter out of my mouth. I am in misery...snif sniff. My dear husband says," don't worry, honey, it's only a spill, I'll mop the floor".
That's what Betty would have done, cried. and I did and he did. and the eggs were good.
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