Into Uncharted Territory

Woke up at 3 in the morning today with an uncontrollable urge to eat french toast. Everyone was asleep. But that didn’t stop me!

Now I am not exactly what one might call a, ahem, kitchen-oriented individual. The only things I have ever made in my life: coffee, a butter cake, tuna sandwiches, all of which I usually made in the hall while watching TV or in the pantry, obviously far from real hardcore-kitchen-cooking.
If you’ve read that old narcissistic post of mine, you’d know of my spoilt brat background: so usually, food was ordered, and it would just magically appear on the dining table an hour later.

Also, I’m pretty lazy and sort of, uh, accident-prone, so mum prefers my oblivious aversion from cooking as well.

So there I was, 3AM, barefoot in the kitchen, holding an egg, not quite sure what to do with it.
I knew french toast had something to do with bread and eggs and frying, so I was thinking, let’s just wing it and see what happens.

Couldn’t find the cooking oil, and didn’t want to use it since I have a secret fear of frying oil flying into the air and hitting me in the face. So put a stick of butter into the pan as a substitute. Dipped bread into some egg and threw it into the pan, and stood there giggling and going ‘oooh cool!’ at all the sizzling and butter-bubbles.

Finally, two slices of french toast stood before me, and I hadn’t got burnt anywhere nor had I blown up the kitchen.

Success!

They were pretty tasty too, not as good as the ones Dad makes, but still. Now you’re probably secretly sniggering at me but this is pretty big ok! I’m usually such a kitchen-noob, that when I told mum later she let out a disbelieving giggle and walked off mumbling about how funny it is when I make up imaginary stories. 😐

I had so much fun that I might actually venture in there once again, to make more french toast, or… or pastries! ehheHEHehee.

Oh, and as requested by Whacko and Aufidius, here’s some of my old art work. Can’t put up my current ones cuz I don’t have a cam to take pics of em. 😦
Forgive the sucky quality, because my scanner is a kabal piece of crap, and the camera shots don’t capture the art in detail!
Weeping mother nature
Love
Grim Reaper
Lewis
Solitary
Once upon a time
Ignorance
India

And gawd, I just love this song.