My brother known under numerous aliases: bartender, father, ninja and so on. I love him for being a great dad to Athena, for the strong drinks he makes and the fact that he cooks and bemoans my lack of cooking skill. The other night, I reheated some shrimp pancit in a pan or rather, I just dropped the noodles into a heated pan without adding pam, olive oil, or butter. For other domestically challenged folk, that means my noodles were going to burned on the bottom. Who knew?! That’s when I was promptly relieved of cooking and sent to the living room to wait for him to fix it.
22 Dec This entry was published on December 22, 2010 at 8:13 pm and is filed under Uncategorized.