So, DiscoDiva sent us a waffle maker as a wedding present. Yay! Last weekend I made HH some waffles. I opened the waffle maker packaging and READ THE DIRECTIONS. What it means when the red light comes on, the green light comes on, how much batter to use per waffle, etc. We had great cinnamon waffles.
This morning, HH woke up and said, “you want some waffles?” I said, “sure!”
I heard him mixing the batter and all was going well.
Then I heard, “well, that didn’t turn out the way I planned it!”
I went running into the kitchen, and there is an abundance of waffle caked to the waffle maker and almost burnt. He has it cranked up to 3.
Me: well…I generally put it on 2, and per the directions you only use half a cup of batter per waffle. That’s what it said in the manual.
Him: oh. I didn’t know that.
I figured. Because the directions are nowhere to be found (they’re in the kitchen drawer with all other electronics manuals), which means they were never read. And even after I told him that, he attempted to make another waffle by pouring a random amount of batter on there without measuring!
He says it’s his first and last time using the waffle maker. I concur, given the three crispy waffles he just pulled off of there. LMAO!