"Recipe for Averting Disaster" by C. E. Hoffman
- roifaineantarchive
- Nov 12, 2023
- 2 min read

Recipe for Averting Disaster
(contributed by: C.E. Hoffman)
⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ (7)
30-45 min
287 calories (burnt)
18 servings of self-doubt
212 servings of catharsis
You will need:
1-2 garbage bags
1 pair scissors (sharp)
1 Fuck You, Breakup, and/or Emo Party playlist (ad-free ideal)
2-3 items of clothing belonging to or bequeathed by the dearly departed lover who doesn’t care if you end up homeless
1-3 items of sentiment belonging to or bequeathed by the dearly departed lover, same (fabric items ideal, eg. stuffed animals, like the two-headed cat he got you at the Freakshow Museum in Cliché Falls)
every ounce of long-buried rage you can muster
Directions:
(Note: this recipe requires a willingness to accept that the dearly departed lover was a narcissist or at least exhibited emotionally-abusive tendencies.)
1. Whip your rage into a frenzy. Remember: he cheated. Remember: he sabotaged your housing. Remember: he has never, ever been accountable, and never, ever will be.
2. Crank the music. Suggested openers: P.S. I Hate You (Simple Plan), Vigilante Shit (Taylor Swift), Gives You Hell (All-American Rejects.)
3. Funnel your freshly-whipped rage into a concentrated stream of destructive vitriol on his clothing. (100% cotton is best for warming up; save thicker hoodies and polyester for later to avoid overstraining the mix.)
4. Stir the tatters of your love life thoroughly until all identifying marks are removed.
5. Let sit 5-10 min.
6. Transfer tatters into one of two garbage bags. Set aside.
7. Pick up the two-headed cat he got you at the Freakshow Museum in Cliché Falls. (Remember Medea: the pain is fine as long as he’s not laughing.
Remember every scorned woman and all hell’s furies.)
8. Behead the beloved memento from the last time you were naive enough to think you were happy.
(Remember: live things bleed; dead things keep smiling.)
9. Garnish the stuffed garbage bag(s) with the cat’s deflated, grinning heads.
10. Leave outside the house the dearly departed lover made sure you wouldn’t get.
Best served chilled.
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