One morning, I wanted fried eggs and toast for breakfast.
It also occurred to me that I should give one of those "framed-in" sunny-side up eggs a go.
So I flipped. Literally.
How burnt do you like your toast?
The cook always gets the ugly things. Always.
And this cook likes her fried eggs with ketchup. Ketchup!!!
The short-lived moment before my proud little achievement got gobbled down in seconds.
My life as a cook.