I would certainly like to think that my culinary skills exceed those of my peers exponentially.
At least I can cook smooth velvety mashed potatoes. Not like lumpy goop looking ones.
At least I know how to marinate a steak. I do not know how we ended up with old tough non-crusty non-golden-brown steak. I don't know if I can actually cook it, since I haven't tried. But I've seen everyone else around me do it all the time. I would like to try.
Don't mind me, I'm feeling a tad bitter. Just bitter that I didn't get a ride home.
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