
"Part of my kitchen floor are thick with dust, grease, part of a broken mug, a few mummified oven-chips, a desiccated used teabag and a couple of pieces of cutlery", says Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic. To most people, that's filth. To some of us, that's dinner. Tell us about squalid homes or obsessive cleaners.
( , Thu 25 Mar 2010, 13:00)
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Who doesn't remember this quality lesson, if you were lucky enough to have it imposed on you through your school life. The chocolate-covered pizzas, the cheese on toast. Effectively 30 kids ruining some ingredients.
One that I remember was pasta. Now that might sound a bit tame, even for home ec - chuck pasta in boiling water, leave for (a number of) minutes. But no. This was fresh pasta, so we were entrusted to make this with eggs an' stuff, get our 'dough' ready, and stick it through the press. Once we were done we could cut it into whatever we liked.
Once the lesson was over, everyone took their pasta back to the tutor room in their tupperware, where presumably the intention was to keep it until home time, then take it home and cook it!
Instead I left it in my desk. For over 6 months it sweated , it turned green, it went fuzzy, then went white. Then it went down the back of the year heads' radiator.
( , Thu 1 Apr 2010, 11:58, 2 replies)
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