The Taste Of Culinary Pandemonium.

June 27, 2014 at 7:07 pm (Uncategorized)


My Dad asked me to brew up some tea at around Iftar time yesterday, and to fry an egg at Suhoor. Here is what proceeded:

=>Tea- Halfway in the middle, he tells me to leave it to him, kid, and go do something else. He can handle it from here on.

=>Egg- I almost burnt my hands over the hot fry pan because it took me way too long to kibosh the egg shell in the middle; I forgot how to break an egg.


Why is this twenty-one year old so moronic?

Because her sister would cook for her during her prep leave before her second Professional exam. She didn’t let her cook jack.

And when she came back home after her exams, her mother cooks and she eats out and she munches random tasty stuff at iftars in her friends’ houses, hotels, fast-food outlets and blah blah blah…

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