Marco (thatdarnoctopus) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2016-08-04 21:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 044, jack, marco |
Who: Jack and Marco
When: Around 9:30
Where: Kitchen
Marco couldn't cook. This was proven. When he got into a kitchen, he could try as hard as possible to make something good, but unless he had specific instructions, his brain tried to make connections that didn't make sense, and instead of complimentary flavors, he'd end up putting together things that only made sense to him. That's what had happened when he'd last tried to make an omelette. Hell, it had happened when he'd made cereal the other day. He could usually fake it when it came to his disorganization, but when it came to doing practical things, like cooking, that's when the loose associations really came out, to everyone but him. At least until it came time for tasting. Then even he was aware that he'd gone wrong somewhere. Or everywhere. It was hard to say.
He at least was positive that no matter what went into the omelette, they would need eggs, and Marco took out the whole carton and set it on the counter as he waited for Jack. Other than that, he didn't want to make any guesses on what else they would need. He didn't even bother getting a bowl, since he didn't know what size it was that he needed. So, he had eggs. That seemed important.
Now he just needed to relax and talk himself into learning today.