My cooking abilities
Are pretty much nonexistent.
I can make myself some eggs and cook some very simple foods, but most of the time I have an ability to screw things up in interesting ways. What can I say, it runs in the family. I figure if someone I'm dating expects me to provide the goods from the kitchen, I'd do it, but they'd better have poison control on speeddial.
So about two nights ago, I had a pretty bad run-in with pudding. I just bought the instant mix on a whim, because it seemed easy. All I had to do was mix in two cups of cold milk, (which I bought fresh), and let it sit. The box also suggested that I put in fruits to spice things up a little, so I did. Apparently that all wasn't such a good idea, because my mixture after the fruits were added in turned green, then brownish-gray-purple. I still ate some though, because it tasted good. One nice little barf-session and many pills later, my stomach is worn but I learned my lesson.
Or did I? Today, being the brilliant person I am, I decided to make pudding again. Apparently what doesn't kill me just makes me more stupid.
I can make myself some eggs and cook some very simple foods, but most of the time I have an ability to screw things up in interesting ways. What can I say, it runs in the family. I figure if someone I'm dating expects me to provide the goods from the kitchen, I'd do it, but they'd better have poison control on speeddial.
So about two nights ago, I had a pretty bad run-in with pudding. I just bought the instant mix on a whim, because it seemed easy. All I had to do was mix in two cups of cold milk, (which I bought fresh), and let it sit. The box also suggested that I put in fruits to spice things up a little, so I did. Apparently that all wasn't such a good idea, because my mixture after the fruits were added in turned green, then brownish-gray-purple. I still ate some though, because it tasted good. One nice little barf-session and many pills later, my stomach is worn but I learned my lesson.
Or did I? Today, being the brilliant person I am, I decided to make pudding again. Apparently what doesn't kill me just makes me more stupid.