This is something which happens when mom gets sick. When mom is not well then she can't cook.
Then come into the picture 2 super chefs. I mean me and dad. chefs who don't know to make even tea properly.
So one day what happened was.... mom was not well she had slight fever. Dad told her "you rest Priya and I will do the cooking".
So he told me to come and help.
I asked him "what are you going to make daddy?" He said he will make what he knows.
I took out slices of bread and like this our breakfast was ready.
I was taking out plates.. only then .... I heard Dad conversing with the aunty upstairs....
... you know what he was saying
he said "today I am the king of the kitchen"
his pride remained only till the moment i brought out his piece of art ... I mean cooking ha ha
You know wat it was .... It was 3 cups of black coffee and some slices of burnt toasts.
What to do now we had to eat that after all it was a masterpiece frm Dad u see!
ps:) actually this is just for fun actually i am ashamed of the fact tat i don't know the wonderful art which completes me as a human being.