I went shopping Wednesday and bought all the ingredients to make some delicious cornbread. I even bought a new cast iron skillet. I had to run around a bit to find the cornmeal as I couldn't find it in the supermarkets and eventually found some in a health store.
This afternoon I found I had some time and thought I get it done and surprise my wife.
Laptop beside me to follow the recipe Russ posted above - check.
Flour, buttermilk, baking powder, etc. - check.
Skillet, ready to go - check
Cornmeal - no.
I'm sure I bought some. Perhaps I did that "man thing" of opening the cupboard and just not seeing it sitting straight in front of me. Nope, still can't find it. Damn, am I going senile?
Walk away, wait 5 and return for another look. Still not there.
OK, check wallet - yep there's the receipt for the cornmeal.
I must have put it in another cupboard. I've now started pulling everything out of the kitchen cupboards in my hunt for the absent cornmeal. Still no joy.
OMG, we've been burgled and the thief has targeted my cornmeal!
Better phone my wife.
Me: Hello, you're not going to believe this, but we've been burgled! No, they've left the TV, PC, laptops and all the high value items, but they've stolen... my cornmeal!
Wife: What's cornmeal?
Me: It's a kind of flour I was going to use to make cornbread.
Wife: Is it yellow and a bit gritty?
Me: Well, yes I suppose it is. I bought a new pack from H&B on Wednesday and thought I put it in the cupboard.
Wife: Hold on a sec. Errrhhhh, it's OK, I don't think you need the Police. The cornmeal is safe, it's sitting here next to me in my work bag. I thought I would make something with it and...
I love my wife, but there are days...