Yesterday I made grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. The grilled cheese is perhaps the simplest of culinary exercises, and yet somehow I managed to burn two fingertips and slash two knuckles during the preparation of this repast. I can explain the fingertips; I flipped one of the sandwiches too suddenly, and to prevent it from leaving the frying pan, I held one edge of the bread up to shift its centre of gravity, tipping it back into the pan. Doing so burned my fingers on the hot toast.
I am at odds to explain how I slashed my knuckles, though I note that each knuckle slashed is on one of the burned fingers.
I am at odds to explain how I slashed my knuckles, though I note that each knuckle slashed is on one of the burned fingers.
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