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So I go out tonight with the last of my money and want to make myself something special. Sweet and Sour chicken says I, I'll get all the ingredients and make it myself. Cause then it'll taste extra special.
I peruse the chicken and pick out the breasts I want, I dig through the red peppers and find the best that can be found (well of what was there...yech) and then head over to pick out broccoli florets. Oh this place doesn't have them anymore...so I sigh and get a couple stalks, I can just steam nuke the stems and have those for dinner tomorrow. Oh no bean sprouts...okay... Another grocery store is along the way and they usually have those pre bagged.
I make my way to the other store after managing to find rice vinegar, ketchup, sale on pineapple chunks, sale on minced garlic, and the laptop charger that needed to be replaced.
I get in there and find...no bean sprouts, it seems this store too has stopped selling them. I sigh and while in that store call a third and yay the third store has what I need. So I toddle on over and cringe at the price but yet buy the required bags.
Heading home I starting making a mental list on how I should prep things and upon getting home I prep said items. Get the electric pan all ready and heated up. Cause ya know the park said they were going to furnish me with a stove...promised a stove...and has yet to provide said promised stove. I get the items in the pan and all it needs now is those last moments to cook. I pour on my sauce, cause I like it mixed in, and stir it up. Get my plate and glass of white grape juice ready. Head over to the table and trip on the cord to the electric skillet.
My dinner all over the floor...in my haste to try and save such dinner, my drink all over the floor, the glass in shards over the floor, my plate broken on the floor. All cause I wanted to do something special...
I peruse the chicken and pick out the breasts I want, I dig through the red peppers and find the best that can be found (well of what was there...yech) and then head over to pick out broccoli florets. Oh this place doesn't have them anymore...so I sigh and get a couple stalks, I can just steam nuke the stems and have those for dinner tomorrow. Oh no bean sprouts...okay... Another grocery store is along the way and they usually have those pre bagged.
I make my way to the other store after managing to find rice vinegar, ketchup, sale on pineapple chunks, sale on minced garlic, and the laptop charger that needed to be replaced.
I get in there and find...no bean sprouts, it seems this store too has stopped selling them. I sigh and while in that store call a third and yay the third store has what I need. So I toddle on over and cringe at the price but yet buy the required bags.
Heading home I starting making a mental list on how I should prep things and upon getting home I prep said items. Get the electric pan all ready and heated up. Cause ya know the park said they were going to furnish me with a stove...promised a stove...and has yet to provide said promised stove. I get the items in the pan and all it needs now is those last moments to cook. I pour on my sauce, cause I like it mixed in, and stir it up. Get my plate and glass of white grape juice ready. Head over to the table and trip on the cord to the electric skillet.
My dinner all over the floor...in my haste to try and save such dinner, my drink all over the floor, the glass in shards over the floor, my plate broken on the floor. All cause I wanted to do something special...
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