HARLOW. I'M BACK.
lol actually jus came here to talk cock. about my father's experience. he actually cooked! gosh. can u imagine ur father cooking? ok i noe qy's dad cooked. now tt's a good family man. but its different when someone who cant cook tries to cook.
ok.. my bro and me were watching tv. " shi jiu sui de qing chun". a good romantic comedy but kinda draggy. and then my dad was in e kitchen cooking. i regret not being kpo enough to find out wad he was doing then at least i could have stopped him and replaced him hhaha! ok im no better la actually but my bro can cook.
den when he told us to get ready to set up e table we expected food which preparation for it was idiot-proof. you noe like all those canned stuff. But we were dead wrong.
A moment of anticipation.
den my dad removed e lid covering e plate of food which supposedly is omelette.
i stared and blink. ok.. e food is gonna be bad.
from e corner of my eye, i glimpsed at my bro. he GLARED. obviously, he was thinking e same thing.
e sight of e food was alr bad enough but it was worst when my dad cut it open, exposing chunks of mashed grey potatoes( yes they were left to oxidised, turning greyish) (it was my 1st time eating greyed potatoes) and some mashed tomatoes.
i gulped, cut a small piece and shoved it in my mouth. ARGH. e potatoes were soft. i hate soft potatoes. and e tomatoes. they were still raw. i hate raw tomatoes. and its supposed to be omelette for gdness sake. wad i ate tasted like.. steamed egg? Apparently, my father hadnt done much cooking in his life. not that i want him to try anymore. i bet u guys are thinking like father like daughter.
My father even reminded us to eat 3/4 of e eggs. i think i ate more than my bro. most of e time he was just staring past e egg and eating white rice and grumbling to my dad for not asking him to cook instead. Anyway i think i ate most of e omelette. i was hungry and am greedy so probably if u feed me slop i can eat it still.
i even have to comment about e cannedsoup. it was too diluted. and e other dish was baked beans. yea man im done complaining. these 2 were ok compared to e poseur omelette. Ok i shouldnt complain so much cos as least my father cooked as my mom was out working late. thank u my father! :D
then my mom came home and ate e food. she was yucking all e way, like every mouth she takes, she yucks one time. hahaha.
tinggg.
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