This blog is based on a conversation I had with someone recently. To protect the identity of the person, the story has been changed to a fictional one. However, it is a fair representation of the story as those who know the real story will attest.
I was talking to Blond Bimbo recently. Here is the conversation
Me: How did the sourdough bread recipe I gave you work out Blond Bimbo?
Blond Bimbo (BB): Oh! It did not do too well. I made it for our family reunion this past week and everyone said they liked Aunt Jemima's cake better than mine.
Me: But I gave you a recipe for bread. Why will people like it as a cake better than a real cake ?
BB: But I never bake bread. I always bring a cake for the all family dinners. Uncle Ben brings the bread.
Me: But you had asked for a recipe for bread!!!....
BB: Well yes, Uncle Ben said that next time onwards he would prefer to bring rice so I volunteered to bake bread. Oh! By the way, do you have another recipe for bread? As I told you the last one flopped.
Me: But you gave it to them as cake. Try to give it as bread. Do you think it was a good bread?
BB: Oh! I never bake bread so I do not know whether it turned out fine. Anyways, give me your new recipe and I will practice it to make sure it turns out fine for the next reunion.
Me: Tell you what, try the recipe I gave you today.... and if it you do not like it as, uh.. BREAD, I will give you another one tomorrow. I am sure you have some time...right? I mean, your family reunion can't be tomorrow if you plan to practice baking the bread.
BB: Oh! no... its not tomorrow. Its tonight.
Me: Mouth agape... Give up mode... Brain drained... Do not remember rest of conversation...
I swear this is a fair representation of the story. If at all, I have toned it down to make it easier to understand (I am not sure I understood what the person was saying or the person did themself).
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3 comments:
Haha. Humorous.
superlike! i wonder if there are similar instances with any other recipes!
nicely recreated!
She seems to be the princess re-incarnate from from Jean-Jacques Rousseau's Confessions.
If they do not have bread ... let them have brioche.
Cannot really send her to the guillotine these days. I think likes of her sacrifice (read as refrain from using) a large amount of grey cells for others to feel normal.
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