Sometimes my dreams seem to come true or mean something.
So, I figured I’d give it a try. I bought some cookie dough and a rolling pin, flattened it out, and after finally prying the sticky mess off the board, flopped it into the boiling oil.
And it melted. Somehow, I didn’t see that one coming.
I’m not having much luck with cooking lately. Deep fried tripe was an even worse disaster (apparently you have to boil it…this was like eating rubber bands…). And microwaving whole unprierced eggs left not only a bad smell in the microwave, but I still find exploded bits of shell and yolk in there sometimes…
I think I’ll have to stick to baking cookies, boiling tripe, and leaving the frying with the eggs.
Re: I had a dream where I was deep-frying cookies.
You, sir, are a true visionary. One who follows their dreams will go many places in life, as well as inspire many others to do just the same.
I caught a glimpse of heaven (before I consumed it) in a small stand at the Boardwalk, where I acquired a delight known as a “Deep-Fried Twinkie”. Who’d have known one could hold heaven in their hand?
half a teaspoon of rubber bands,
flour,
chili flakes,
noodles,
200ml of lemonade,
chocolate chips,
minced battered marsbar,
and a pinch of nuts and bolts.
knead into cookies,
then deep fat fry,
serving suggestion, chew thoroughly then vomit it out.
legal disclaimer: don’t be stupid enough to try this.
well you no how your supposed to poke the yolk with like a fork or somethin before it goes into the microwave right
well what i want to do is drill a hole (with a drill) through the egg shell yolk white and all
i think it would be amazingly funny or it could be a breakthough in microvave cooking
i seriously doubt the latter but it would be funny
Okay, so deep-fried cookies failed, but…
Deep-fried pancakes were a total success!
mix up batter with only a very small amount of water, so you have a dough, not a batter (otherwise, you’d get funnel cakes.) Roll it out, cut into circles, sandwich syrup (blueberry or maple) between two cakes and seal them.
deep fry for a few seconds.
I spilled scalding oil on my wrist and it blistered up and hurt a lot.
Aww, look, they’re arranged in the shape of Mickey Mouse’s head
How did they taste? They look pretty good.
I’ve been having some incredibly vivid dreams recently. Most of the time they are of such ordinary, everyday occurances that I don’t even realize that I’m dreaming until I wake up, or until I see something that I know isn’t real.
For instance; the other night I had a dream where I was walking through my old highschool the same way I normally would. I was headed to the concrete slab where all of the IB kids hung out and waited for class, the way I did every morning upon arriving at school, and I was looking around at all of the students and teachers. Nothing seemed out-of-the-ordinary until I saw my old friend Michael talking to some of his friends. I saw his face sooo vividly, but I knew that he had died a few weeks ago, and suddenly became aware that I was dreaming. At that point things got a little weird. I realised that my shirt had disappeared, but I knew that it would be at the top of the flagpole, so that’s where I headed. I have a yellow shirt with a bear and a baboon playing guitar and drums, but in the dream it was purple and flapping above the US flag. I lowered the flag and shirt (in front of the entire school), took my shirt off the hooks, and put it on. Walking back down the hall, I spotted the same group of girls a few times, and somehow ended up running down a hallway away from campus security (who had somehow found out that I didnt go to that school anymore…i guess)…
I remember one or two dreams almost every night.
Last night, my sociology professor was at a barbecue at my house, and was cooking soup. On the grill. It was pissing me off.
So I skipped his class today.
