Perhaps it's the numerous steps involved, or the inability to focus on something for more than 1.3 seconds, but me and eggs just don't get along!
I woke up in the morning and felt overly ambitious, so thought I'd boil some eggs. Half a carton in the pan and 25 minutes later, I smelled some weird sulfur smell that was strange to me because I don't have a barbecue pit nor do I live in a sewer. As I approached the kitchen, which I try to avoid at all costs, I found a surprisingly elegant display of ziggedly lines and swirls that were perhaps caused by water being boiled into oblivion! (This is what it is like to have ADD!)
I went to the store and bought a giant shiny pan, in hopes of concocting large quantities of food to escape the daily torture of cooking. I threw in a dozen eggs and stirred like a seasoned Suzy Homemaker. Five minutes later after transport from the pan, I looked inside and found colorful forever-embedded residue... caused by frying food in a contraption meant only for steaming. This is what it is like to have ADD!
Something always seems to happen between the grocery store and the kitchen!
