In the kitchen all by my lonesome with only stone/loaf and wing/egg and ball/tomato, worn out and famished at the end of the day, the choice was clear; I had to go about and make some porridge/sandwich.
This made me think, “Why not make some type of a sandwich/feast at least so impressive that a Michelin star may be given in return for it at least once?” My stomach rumbled as loud as a lion at a midnight performance.
I pondered, “Why don’t I make such a sandwich that could get a Michelin star?” Naturally, though, who among the cooking schools? I made attempts to fry the eggs but mind you, they were proving difficult.” Well, I could say that the stove was as hot as the air at a family gathering, so my eggs turned into what can be referred to as a culinary tragedy.
This series of cooking errors was so extreme that even Gordon Ramsay would have given in to his anger upon seeing it. After this, I thought of adding a tomato – the single vitamin content in the whole situation. The moment I cut it the tomato burst forth as if it were trying to run from its impending fate, as a result, my kitchen looked as if it were a scene from a low-budget horror film. “Yeah, sure, now I’m playing as both an all-around chef and a magician!” I said with sarcasm. The combination of the burnt remains of the eggs with the squashed tomato on bread was the creation I would call the “Desperation Sandwich.” Surprisingly, it tasted like.
Victory? Even more so, “I should cut back on grocery shopping” wrapped in “I survived my cooking.” But hey, hunger acts as the best seasoning, right? In this comedic narrative of kitchen turmoil, let’s review a few life lessons. Ever feel that your plans are as scrambled as my sandwich ingredients? Sometimes, you just need a bit of creativity and sufficient laughter to turn a mess into a message. Remember, if life hands you tomatoes. well, just make sure they don’t wind up splattered on your walls!