Nov 19, 2006 06:58
Oh my god. I just spent the last five minutes frantically yelling at my mum through my mobile to convince her out of buying $500 tickets (per head) to the Iron Chef cook-off in Sydney.
It includes a seven course meal cooked by the iron chef Sakai himself as well as his challenger, which would be out of this world, but what was she thinking?!
The conversation went as thus:
- What are you doing next Tuesday?
- I don't know yet, maybe working.
- Really?
- Yes
- How about at night?
- Uh, I don't know yet. Why?
- I'm going to buy two tickets [we'd talked about this the night before, so I knew what she meant]. You get to eat food the iron chef prepares.
- What?!?!? No!!! Don't do that - seriously mum - don't!
- ...
- Mum, I'd rather have 10 other excellent meals...or even 20.
- ...but you never let us go eat out. You always say we should cook at home instead.
- I'll eat out! Really! Seriously mum, PLEASE do not buy these tickets.
- They're worth it
- No they're not! We're vegetarian, how much of the food do you think we could actually eat?
- Yeah...
- You haven't bought them already, have you?
- Yes
- Really?!
- Yes
- Really?!
- Yes
- Do you swear?!
- mmm...yes.
- You haven't have you?
- I have
- Mum!!!
- I haven't really bought them. Okay talk to your cousin now. She's back from Port Stevens
- Wait, mum-
- Hello? [my cousin Amy is now on the phone]