For two days after the visit of my parents inlaw, I've tried to make a meal for my boyfriend, but it Always turns out to be a disaster.
"You need to watch the timer! this is the third time you've allowed it to burn." Uc frowned at me. Her hands placed on her waist to show her displeasure.
"Am trying."
"Trying? You're calling burning all the food you made trying? " She scoffed. " How did you siblings survive all those years with you as a parent figure? Don't tell me they ate the burnt foods you made? "
Shrugging, I say on the kitchen chair "I make breakfast for them. Aside from that, Dozzy takes over the kitchen."
She gives me a long look, " okay let's start again." She turned towards the gas cooker.
*
I perfected the cooking after the tenth try. Uc volunteered to help me cook the me
