Clumsy schlemiel

On the 1st of May (my parents’ wedding anniversary), I was home alone , while my parents where out for celebration, movies, dinners and stuff (in case you don’t know, my parents are hyperactive folks who hang out more than any average teenager does and they are super hilarious). So, I came up with an interesting idea. I decided to cook for myself. Don’t get it wrong, by the word cooking, neither did I meant cooking instant noodles nor 3 in 1 cream soups, what I meant was serious cooking, a proper dinner. My mum was like, “ Do whatever you like as long as you don’t burn the whole kitchen, and in case u did, please call the fire brigade…” After figuring out the main course (Japanese beancurd with gravy, mixed vegetables and scrambled eggs),I started preparing the ingredients. Finally, I’m all set for cooking. After tossing the ingredients into the heated frying pan onli did I realize that I’ve forgotten to add oil, Thank God it’s a non-stick pan, if not I’ll get screwed up .After struggling for about 2 hours, I managed to finish my 3-course dinner. The dishes looked extremely unappetizing.The eggs were like squashed bananas, the mixed vege were like hay and the beancurd was sorta hard to describe… Anyway, when hunger pangs ,nothing tastes bad. I would have cooked better, I believe, if it hadn’t been for my clumsiness, lack of skills and experience and inept flavouring. However, these will not be hindrances or me to enter the kitchen again. The hindsight o this experience – KH cooking lessons in the lower secondary are not at all effective !Luckily the kitchen is still in good state, not much damage was caused except for a few broken cutlery.