You Dare not Laugh
If you’ve been an active member of this community on discord, then you will know that I’m very vocal when it comes to matters that concerns cooking. I love food, I sure as hell love eating it but I don’t know how to cook. I don’t really hate to cook, I’m just too lazy to. It is so bad that most times I end up eating breakfast by 3pm not because I’m fasting but because I have no cooked food at home and the lady who sells cooked food down the street most times only opens when she needs money which I think rarely happens.
Anyways, I decided I was done enduring the lady’s shenanigans and was going to prepare a food of my own. Yes, I was going to go into that kitchen and not come out until I have a very delicious looking meal in a plate in my hand fully prepared by me.
My mind was made up, so I went into the kitchen with all of the tools I needed, my pot, spoons, ingredients and most important of all, YouTube videos. With everything in place, I knew it was time to get to work, so I started cooking.
I did everything I was told to do, I even rested when the lady in the video rested even though I wasn’t feeling tired and by the time she was done cooking, the egusi soup she had prepared looked nothing like mine.
You see, I had decided to prepare a native Igbo soup known as the Egusi soup which is normally yellowish in color but mine had looked like it had a touch of marijuana in it. My soup looked so black that anyone who saw it would know it was prepared by a black man. It turned out that I burnt the soup and the thing was in no state to be consumed by anyone, not even animals.
I think it’s safe to say that I perfectly created some sort of poison in my kitchen. Obviously it was a fail, but a creative one.
I had ended up throwing the whole thing away before marching downstairs to go get something to eat before I died of hunger.
So yeah, that was another attempt of me becoming a master chef but like I always say, it can only get better from here. Who knows, I might try again sometime in the future.