Only a few days ago did I have an epiphany.
A revelation perhaps, that in order to survive in the wilderness (IMU),
I MUST HAVE SOME FORM OF CULINARY SKILLS.
Why you may ask?
Because right now they extend as far as boiling eggs and cooking Maggi.
Plus, I can't be going out all the time (my purse has been shedding a lot of weight).
So, I have decided to put my practically non-existent skills to the ultimate test.
I have written down a few recipes to experiment with during the weekends, albeit being very simple to those with culinary skills far beyond my limited abilities.
Tonight. History was made. A milestone in this little girl's life.
The future has never seemed more promising and hopeful.
*cue drum roll*
MY OMELETTE DU FROMAGE WITH HAM AND A SERVING OF CHERRY TOMATOES.
It tastes better than it looks (an excuse commonly used among budding chefs).
Oh would you look at that! Bow down before its cheesy goodness I say!
I have never felt more accomplished. My parents will be proud.