I have this memory of my mother cooking instant noodles for me
Much of my breakfasts were instant noodles if prepared by my mother
I remember trying to eat before the school bus arrived, often without much success
I was a naturally slow eater in my childhood
It wasn't that my mum could not cook.
The lack of culinary skills was due to fact that she was in charge of the household affairs instead.
My aunt was in charge of the kitchen and was a good cook
There was always fruits in abundance in our diet
The expensive ones like grapes were always bought in damaged form
I remember helping to cut off the damaged parts of grapes.
Frugality was my aunt's strong advantage
The grapes were not rotten, just crushed or slightly pressed during delivery
Often, I wondered why the grapes were not bought at the supermarket like the other groceries
It was as strange as the washing powder that suddenly arose one day to replace the handwashing liquid MAMA Lemon.
Even today as I purchase grapes for my father who loves this fruit
I am hard pressed to place grapes anywhere on my list of favourite foods
Wine is a different case of course.
Ha-ha-ha!
Unfortunately I inherited little culinary skills
Becoz I always got into accidents in the accident
Including cutting my finger with a knife and dripping all the blood on the kitchen counter
Ew.
Nearly exploding the pressure cooker by releasing its signature catch and causing the steam to rise explosively
Had to hide in my room coz I was sure my mum would go mad
Getting splattered by oil when throwing something wet into the deep fryer
........
Finally my aunt decided that for the safety of my skin
I was to avoid all cooking so that my skin would remain beautiful without any oil burns
>___<
I did try to cook but somehow remain at boiled instant noodles standard forever........
One day I know I will improve to some extent without blood loss I hope
^___^
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