Hubby makes me some oatmeal. Claims he makes it the wrong way.
Me: "You can't make oatmeal the wrong way... it's foolproof."
Him: "Yeah, well, you'll see."
Last time he made it for me, I had problems finishing it. But I think that was because I was either in the middle of the headache of death from Friday, or was dead tired, or something.
He brings it in to me. I start eating...
It's.... it's... kindof a little too chewy. Oh, it's not quite cooked all the way!
Me: "Uhm, how did you make this oatmeal?"
Him: "It's wrong, isn't it? Told you I make it the wrong way. I poured boiling water over it."
"Oh. I usually just poor water over it and slap both into the microwave for 1 minute."
"Yeah, the instructions say to cook it and the water at the same time, but..."
"Wow. You DO make oatmeal the wrong way!!!!"