Ingrate? I hope not
November 9, 2008
it’s just that … I’m hungry now. And my dad has this sixth, seventh or even eighth sense where I + kitchen are concerned and always seems to head me off RIGHT before I can start cooking something up. If he manages that, he kicks me out of the kitchen because he has to prepare the food. It’s like I have to turn on super-stealth mode just so I can cook for m’own darned self and stuff something simple and easy into my system before I pass out.
I usually understand why he’s crippling my once burgeoning, nearly fantastic cookery skills because he has to provide for me in at least one way. But I’m staaaaarving and ramen or a quick curry will only take two minutes!! Not twenty!
I have got to be quieter next time I’m really hungry.
