Overheard in the kitchen.
My daughter who is just a couple of feet from me but unseen from where I am sitting is giving her best cooking channel rendition of how to cook cupcakes as she stirs the batter. I’m doing everything possible not to burst into laughter and spoil the show. The show she doesn’t realize she’s giving me.
“Right now we have to worry about the lumps.” “If it’s lumpy we’re going to get lots of crumbs. So if you pour too much water inside it’s not going to work good it’s going to be a big old thing but we don’t want that we want cupcakes.”
“Start stirring all around to mix it and mix it and mix it I don’t know who’s going to be the winner of the cooking show but we’re not worried about that. We’re worried about these cupcakes.”
“Right now we are focusing on food. When you do this recipe if you need help call 11 27 00 221”
Okay she’s talking faster than I could possibly type. Best cooking show ever..I’ll keep you posted on those lumps.
