Fire in the Kitchen 1
I've read different articles about cooking various dishes. We've got so many people that love testing various recipes and they constantly keep us salivating with pictures of various delicacies made by them. Hardly does a day go by without @PVMihalache posting on noisecash. If looking at a picture excessively can quench hunger, believe me, I will go to his page every day staring at the dishes all day long.
I'm sure I'm not the only one that licks his lips anytime @tired_momma post another meal she prepared over the weekend. I'm surely looking for a way to strike a deal with Tia or Jigz to help me steal her recipe and send it. Please let these secrets be between you (my readers) and i.
Enough of talking about these yummy-looking dishes. Let me take you through memory lane. I will tell you different instances when I set the Kitchen on fire. You will know what I mean as you read on. I need to apologise. I don't have picture evidence to back up my story because I never thought I would ever write about it someday.
Why are they identical?...
If I have my way, I will request that salt and Sugar should have different colours. Maybe a blue pigment will do. Here in Nigeria, our salt and sugar are both white. The sizes and texture is the only difference. Sorry! And the taste.
So it happened that I was at my plastic limit while in year one. I was the only one in the hostel, lonely, hungry and broke. I had no money on me to eat out. So I decided to cook the last of my foodstuff. "This is my last supper. I should make it worth it" I said to myself. I took all the ingredients I had and mixed it all as was my usual practice. I have no time to wait for the water to boil or oil to get hot. The aroma of my meal must have gotten to the nostrils of my flatmates because they kept on walking in front of my room. Each time they pass, they drag their legs and also throw compliments at me. I was feeling so proud. Why shouldn't I? A whole "chef valour"
It was time to add salt. . I do use my hand to measure the salt I need. This way I don't over measure or under-measure. There is this deep connection between my hands, brain and the food. Yes! The food. I speak with the food I'm cooking always and we understand ourselves (a brief pause-please say out loud "Chef Valour). But on this faithful day, I was still basking in the Euphoria of being praised, I decided to show one of my skills.
I poured the "salt" directly without measure with my hands. I gauged it with my eye. Chef Valour is da*n too good. After few minutes I tasted the food but it was as if I didn't add any salt. I poured more and took another spoonful to taste but it was still the same. I then noticed that my rice was tasting sweet a little. I decided to add more "salt" but this time, I dipped my hands into the container. Immediately my hands touched it, I felt the texture and it dawns on me that I've been pouring Sugar into the rice since.
I couldn't cry. I sat down for minutes contemplating what to do next. This was meant to be my "last supper". I already used all the ingredients I have. I even poured sardine into it. "Chef Valour you've fu*ked up". But as an international chef with a lot of experience. lol. I decided to add salt to neutralise the taste of the sugar. I added it but the taste remained. I then went on to add a large quantity to neutralise it and also add to the taste.
To cut the long story short. It was a "Disaster class" a big one.😔
However, it was indeed a "last supper" because I ate solemnly with a sad face.
Thanks for reading!🥘💚🍝
Tomorrow I will bring to you another piece of how I set the kitchen on fire again. This time in conjunction with my immediate older brother.
To all potential girlfriends don't let this discourage you. Valour is now a great cook so do not tarry in sending in your request . I can cook tasty dishes like PVM. Trust me-just read the continuation Tomorrow to know better. Love you all "girlfriends "
😅😅😅😅chef valour indeed. You will need to prove to me that you can cook by cooking for me privately. I will have to believe after this so that I can allow some girl to rush you🙈🙈🙈