By the time they were
finished, he was no longer sure that Chloe could learn. Half a dozen eggs ended
up in the garbage disposal. They had more flour on themselves than they did in
the biscuit batter. Half a pound of bacon gave new meaning to "crispy."
Gabriel did manage to salvage enough for a decent meal in spite of Chloe's
failure. Chloe frowned ruefully, shaking
her head at the mess they had made, and smiled.
So much for trying to learn to cook, she thought.
"That's not so bad for a first
attempt," he told her.
"Not ready to
give up on me yet?" she asked.
He winked.
"Never."
When it comes to domestic skills, Chloe's pretty hopeless.
ReplyDeleteWhich makes her all the more endearing.
ReplyDeleteI guess Gabriel will have to do the cooking. :) Great snippet!
ReplyDeleteMy roommate cooks the same way...
ReplyDeleteSounds like my mom and older daughter's cooking.
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