Sunday, 23 January 2011
It's not that I can't cook - I can and do if I must - it's more that I can't stay on task. Today's whim, 2 hard-boiled eggs for lunch, followed my increasingly-common cooking method of 'start, drift, and scuttle'.
The Incompetent's Way:
Start by putting 2 eggs in a pan, cover with cold water, and light the gas. Don't bother with timer.
Drift away and become immersed in something else upstairs. Forget immediately about the eggs. Email a friend. Read a blog. Check your bank balance. Gaze out of the window at the grey, lowering sky. Sigh a little. Time passes very nicely this way.
When the house starts to smell disturbingly eggy, leap up from the computer, and in a state of some agitation, scuttle downstairs, muttering oaths, arms held in front of face as if expecting an explosion.
Rescue eggs just in time, as the last teaspoonful of water begins to evaporate. The kitchen windows will be completely steamed up.
Plunge eggs in cold water and remove what little shell they haven't managed to ease themselves out of in their desperate attempt to escape.
On a cheery note: the smell of hard-boiled eggs throughout the house is infinitely preferable to that of exploded eggs and blackened pan. I know this to be true.
Posted by rachel at 19:11