I can hear my husband laughing from all the way across town as I write this post. As a cook, I am anything but neat; he calls me the "full-contact chef." A typical afternoon of cooking will involve grease splatters, crumbs on the floor, and a pile of dishes. Imagine me as the Tasmanian Devil, but with a cloud of flour instead of a tornado. But I'm trying to mend my ways and make things a little easier for myself (and my husband, the dishwasher).
Here are a few thoughts on not only cleaning as you go but making less mess to begin with.
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