Throwing Caution to the Wind

In a move very uncharacteristic of my food-safety obsessiveness, I allowed Carson to lick the batter from the oatmeal cookies.  (Breathe Shauna, breathe.)

Y let her daughter do it on the reassurance from her commenters that the evildoer Sal Monella would keep away.

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I’m pleased to report that we are diarrhea and emergency room free.

I’m noticing that my rule-breaking self appears to be on a downward spiral.  First the “borrowing” of Internet access, now the licking of contaminated batter.  I am out. of. control.