My mind was fantasising about dates involving serenading, dancing and pignics with this slice of pork.
I have weird thoughts. Continue reading
My mind was fantasising about dates involving serenading, dancing and pignics with this slice of pork.
I have weird thoughts. Continue reading
I’m a terrible cook. Case in point: when I was younger; I thought that dumping a bunch of ingredients into my fried rice would make it tastier. Leftovers? They’re going in. Bacon? Well, you can’t leave that out. Pizza from three nights ago? It’s different, but normal is overrated so you’re going in too! Continue reading
I gasped slightly when this was placed on our table. The fish looked so intimidating and yet it was bathed in sweet and sour sauce. It reminded me of the scene in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban when Neville imagined Professor Snape in his grandmother’s clothing. Continue reading