Cat Food Cafe

Yesterday’s culinary adventures led to, I kid you not; at least 75% of our dishes, measuring cups/spoons, and kitchen gadgets being used. I went to bed with a sink full of dirty dishes and two dishwashers running.
First item on today’s agenda was cleaning the damn kitchen. I did that, then went down to ride the bike. Came back up to find Elise in full on chef mode cutting salmon fillets. I hate fish. The smell, the taste, the texture. All of it. My kitchen smells like cat food. I’m proud of my kid for trying new, healthy (albeit disgusting to me), but I also kinda wanna run away from home.