At midnight twelve-thirty, I was hungry. While the 4-hour line hadn’t closed yet, I pulled out the last two tomatoes and eggs from the fridge. Today was my first time frying an egg and I didn’t burn it—I even learned how to do that little tossing move, though half of it landed on the stovetop haha. The steamed bun sat next to me the whole time, supervising; it smelled the food and started yowling at me. Still, making my own food feels solid—after a bowl of tomato-egg noodles, I instantly felt like I could get through tonight. After this, I’ll wash the pot and keep watching, since the 0 o’clock line still hasn’t finished. What did you all have for dinner?
#下厨日常 #独居生活
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