Okay. Wow. Don't even know how to start this one.
I'm on a mission, you guys. This household has been living on raw vegetable and prepackaged stuff and instant soup for way too long. So, since it's not like I work or anything, and D does, I figured I should go about figuring out how to cook.
Nova's been giving me lessons because she is awesome
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You. Cannot. Be serious. Please don't tell me you two are going to get all fisticuffs on me.
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There aren't going to be fisticuffs unless he makes me. But I don't have a choice.
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He's just being...um...friendly. In his own way. Should I even ask what this is about?
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But what you're saying is I can stop by if I need a cup of sugar, huh? I don't have a measuring cup and you expect an apron? PS. That is not an invitation to find me an apron.
Because British and I have soooo much we could talk about.
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Um...too late? Anyways, that's what I'm saying, dude, we should totally amend your complete lack of a proper kitchen. If you want to scrounge, I'm totally in. Just say the word.
Yeah. I know. Hence my trepidation and fear?
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