LOL, erm... if my BF kept a record of my kitchen experiments

[my_thestral]

... it would probably look something like this. Dear capitu, I'm certain your waffles looked better! :D Mine... erm, don't.

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[capitu]

LMAO! Oh my god!

What is even that?

I'm beginning to believe you are a menace and I have nothing to be ashamed of with my bad waffles! XDXD

[my_thestral]

I bet your waffles looked like culinary masterpiece compared to this. I don't know who produces most of the "culinary wonders" in all those pictures, but any one of them could have easily been my work. *sheepish grin*

I'm... terrible. It's a good thing Mr. Thestral and I are happily living in a sin otherwise I have no doubt even Vatican would grant him a divorce on the basis of my cooking monstrosities, LOL! :D

[capitu]

LULZ FOREVER!!

You know, the bf is you! I swear, he once tried to make mash potatoes from a box and somehow he melted the mash and the pot into a single thing. How? Just how? XD

[my_thestral]

Oh, if you want a recipe for disaster, it's really easy:

Put it on maximum temperature - whatever you're working on - and start reading a really good piece of fan-fiction, if possible, in another room... Works like a charm, every time, LOL! Though maybe BF prefers a Ferrari technical manual instead of fan-fiction, but it's the same principle! :D Disaster guaranteed! *uh... I'm hopeless... some people just want to see the world, erm, kitchen burn* ;)

[lordhellebore]

*snickers*

Sorry ;) But it's too funny. I've made quite some similar experiences.

[my_thestral]

LOL, I admit it made me laugh as well.:D
These aren't actual pictures of my cooking experiments, but they might as well be. I'm completely and utterly hopeless in the kitchen! :D Good to know I'm not the only one. *sheepish grin*

[shiftylinguini.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, what? what did you do?!?!?!

[my_thestral]

Uh, erm, none of the "masterpieces" in the link above are actually mine, but they might as well have been, because I'm perfectly able to produce anyone of them. :D Poor capitu was complaining the other time about having made poor quality waffles, but I told her that once my parents asked me to heat up something, and there was already an actual fire burning in the pot, with dark smoke all over the kitchen, when I finally decided that some action must be taken - and I opened the window (without actually thinking about removing the pot from the fire) - that's how poor I am at cooking. :D If my dad didn't come home, my parents would probably be sleeping on the park benches, covered by newspapers. What can I say - I'm a cooking moron? That doesn't even begin to cover it! :D