I almost forgot that I´m cooking.

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I left the chicken simmering and came back to bed with my coffee. I was half asleep when I remembered that I might have the 2 thighs burned in the pot. After the fire, I am always worrying about the way I cook. Gone are the days when I had the perfect pot where I started to cook potatoes and finished eating roasted potatoes in my almost blackened potato pot. I would cut off and throw away the burned part. The rest was better than cooked, with lots of butter. Now I think of fire, firemen and senior homes for dumb old ladies. But no. I ran to the kitchen (it was a good exercise) and the chicken thighs were giving some broth. And now that I´m writing this, maybe I could add a couple of spoonfulls of broth to them. But I had diced mushrooms and now I added cream. Immediatly it started to smell like heaven! I should cook some rice to go with it. The cream turns into a thick milk and I need some dryer side to absorb it. If I start my rice right now, I could be having lunch in 20 minutes. See you.