Gravy

I might get tarred and feathered for this, but I am a Black woman who can’t make gravy. There. I have admitted it. It feels quite cathartic to say that I buy gravy in a jar, that I use a McCormick’s package that just requires heat and water.

Last night I tried again to make gravy. The mister was charitable when he said it could go over biscuits. The kids, of course, were more vocal and honest. Gloria said that I made a good effort (teen agers!) Dylan was a himself and used a tissue to wipe his mouth out.

My recipe:
Salt and Pepper to taste
Pan drippings
Water
Flour

For every teaspoon of pan drippings, and a teaspoon of flour. Mix in a heated pan. Slowly add a cup of water and bring to a boil, stirring constanly.

This looks deceptively easy on paper.

It turned out to be deceptively horrible on my stove.