It's come to this.
I was making scrambled eggs this morning, but there weren't enough eggs so I added water. (Would've opted for milk, but that had expired.) It didn't taste very good, so I dumped on a pile of salt. It was then that I looked at my pile of water/eggs with salt on top and drew the self-pitying parallel between myself and a peasant. I don't really know how the peasants of yore ate, but I decided it probably involved lots of water and salt. And maybe eggs because they had so many chickens.
(Plus, the mushrooms and bell peppers I sauteed caught on fire, and I bet the peasants faced serious sautéing problems.)
Alms...checks...credit cards...
I was making scrambled eggs this morning, but there weren't enough eggs so I added water. (Would've opted for milk, but that had expired.) It didn't taste very good, so I dumped on a pile of salt. It was then that I looked at my pile of water/eggs with salt on top and drew the self-pitying parallel between myself and a peasant. I don't really know how the peasants of yore ate, but I decided it probably involved lots of water and salt. And maybe eggs because they had so many chickens.
(Plus, the mushrooms and bell peppers I sauteed caught on fire, and I bet the peasants faced serious sautéing problems.)
Alms...checks...credit cards...
posted by Amalia at 10:23 AM
2 Comments:
Maybe you shouldn't cook alone...
Hope you don't mind me dropping a comment here... I laughed out loud at your eggs/water/salt concoction because it sounds a lot like what I would do given the situation. I'm not a food critic, like yourself, but I love good food and cannot seem to make it work in my kitchen (your sauteed mushrooms and peppers...me too). Alas, I shall eat others creations --- and I'm fine with that ;o)
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