I cooked something new today. I’m sure you’ll never be able to guess what it was.
It was …
… are you listening?
Unbelievably, I got this far in my life without ever making a fried egg. I suppose it’s partly because I don’t really like fried food very much. I can’t think of any way I wouldn’t prefer to have my eggs cooked. Boiled, poached, scrambled, in omelettes, all fantastic. Fried? Meh.
We had a quick tea tonight. With a combination of a fast day, parents evening and school discos I wasn’t going to do anything fancy. How do you want your eggs on toast? I asked.
Miss 11 instantly replied, ‘Fried,’ so that was that.
Mr 5 replied, ‘Chocolate’. His request was not complied with.