Do you know what this is?
Yeah, I didn't either. After looking at this thing sitting on my kitchen counter for a week or so, I finally asked Hubby.
Apparently, it's a brick. Wrapped in aluminum foil.
Why is there a brick, wrapped in aluminum foil, sitting on my counter, you ask?
Yeah, I wondered about that one too. But after being married to this man for so many years I was almost hesitant to ask. Because, really? Did I want to know?
Eventually I had to ask. The curiosity was killing me - why in the hell is there a BRICK wrapped in aluminum foil sitting on my kitchen counter?!
Apparently it has something to do with cooking a chicken.
And THAT is reason 5,688 that I don't cook. It's far too complicated.