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Chef Aubrey.

it's never been a secret that my cooking... well, let's just say that my quality of cooking generally makes people scramble for take out.

note to self: never, in the middle of cooking something time sensitive, EVER decide to make a phone call for a maintenance request.


anyhoo. as i'm frying up some zuchini, yellow squash, and celery for an omelet, i call to get our kitchen light replaced, as it's been out for awhile, and we've been doing everything in the dark, or pseudo dark. i figured i could at least get the ball rolling on THAT while i'm home today. as i'm talking to the new apartment complex manager, i start talking about our stove that smokes so badly that our smoke detectors go off when we even just boil water, and how our unfrost free freezer is now leaking all over inside of our fridge, and how it's falling apart. As we finally end the conversation a few moments later, i notice there's smoke.

LOTS of smoke.

i go into the kitchen (because of it smoking, we have to turn on the VERY noisy fan above the stove whenever we cook something, which is why i wasn't talking in THERE), and the burner is BRIGHT RED.

hrm. apparantly, in THIS universe, when you turn the dial to "HIGH", it does not equal "OFF".

funny how that works.

i was able to salvage about half of the zucchini, most of the squash, and none of the celery, so i refried some new celery and broccoli, threw it all together and tossed a couple of eggs in.

mmm. i love crunch in my omelet. yay, eggshells.

i need to marry me a chef.


in yet OTHER news, methinks the kitchen light can stay out another day or so, because i'm SO not walking to the office in... *waves arms towards livingroom window* THAT. i may melt, yanno.

its days like today that i so wish that we had a balcony. it's perfect reflection weather: the wind on your cheek, the sound of the storm, the smell of the rain... *wistful sigh* maybe i'll go make room on the dining room floor so i can lay there and watch it out the back door.

after i finish my fine cuisine.

EDIT: wasn't enough room with all of the exercise equipment in the dining room to sprawl on the floor, but i sat there for awhile. it was beautiful and quite peaceful, and something i spiritually needed...

... until the cat climbed a chair and kept batting at my head.


( 8 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 19th, 2005 09:30 pm (UTC)
Let's recap:

You are hot in a wedding-ish dress, and want to marry someone who can cook.

I like to cook, and want to marry someone hot.

you see where this is going?

Feb. 22nd, 2006 06:25 am (UTC)
tee hee.

what say you about an autumnal wedding?


because of seeing how much stress was involved in faetal's wedding, methinks i would rather have everyone dress up in medeival garb, carpool to the middle of a forest, and have a giant potluck under the orange and yellow trees.
May. 20th, 2005 05:40 pm (UTC)
We forgot and left a pot of eggs boiling on the stove one day when we went out.

Do you know eggs turn black and crumbly if you boil them long enough - say, until all the water is gone?

Does nice things to the pot too.
May. 21st, 2005 05:05 am (UTC)
good to know.

i'm certain the smell was looooovely, too.
May. 20th, 2005 07:50 pm (UTC)
I can't cook. I suck!
May. 23rd, 2005 06:24 am (UTC)
So once upon a time let's say this boy left a similar burner on high and forgot about it. An hour or so later, the burner element started spewing out some kind of liquid metal across the kitchn.

Then there was the time the boy left the oven on for 2 or 3 days in his apartment before he noticed and had a nearly $500 electric bill as a result.
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May. 24th, 2005 03:15 am (UTC)
Well yeah, but the boy's never done that before.
Feb. 16th, 2006 06:00 am (UTC)
bah ha ha!! now i don't feel so bad! though i made some awful awful eggs and hashbrowns for dinner tonight. it was more like egg skins and hashgreys.
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