Never too late

Resolutions, never too late for them.


Only a few days ago did I have an epiphany.


A revelation perhaps, that in order to survive in the wilderness (IMU),


I MUST HAVE SOME FORM OF CULINARY SKILLS.

Why you may ask?


Because right now they extend as far as boiling eggs and cooking Maggi.


Plus, I can't be going out all the time (my purse has been shedding a lot of weight).


So, I have decided to put my practically non-existent skills to the ultimate test.


I have written down a few recipes to experiment with during the weekends, albeit being very simple to those with culinary skills far beyond my limited abilities.


Tonight. History was made. A milestone in this little girl's life.


The future has never seemed more promising and hopeful.


*cue drum roll*


TAAADAAAAAA!


MY OMELETTE DU FROMAGE WITH HAM AND A SERVING OF CHERRY TOMATOES.


Don't laugh.


It tastes better than it looks (an excuse commonly used among budding chefs).

Oh would you look at that! Bow down before its cheesy goodness I say!

I have never felt more accomplished. My parents will be proud.