Feb 26
Conversations while baking
- Me: Wow. It's taking a while just to sift this flour. What time is it?
- Sister: About...12?
- Me: We spent 30 minutes SIFTING flour. Wow.
- Me: *After a few minutes* HEY THIS IS PRE-SIFTED!
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- Me: Okay. We need 1 cup. Where's the 1 cup?
- Sister: There's a 1/4, 1/2, 2/3...
- Me: What's that one?
- Sister: One...level. :|
- Me: .....HA.
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- Sister: *opens drawer* OMG THERE'S A PIZZA HERE
- Me: ...wait what?
- Sister: A PIZZA SLICE. IN THE DRAWER. WHERE WE PUT THE OVEN MITTS.
- Me: HAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT THE HECK. WHY HASN'T ANYONE NOTICED THIS?
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- Mom: WHY ARE YOU BAKING AT THIS HOUR? WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST BUY COOKIES?!
- Me: The whole being unromantic thing I have? I totally now know where it came from.
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- Sister: We need 1/2 cup of this.
- Me: Am using the 1/2 cup. Just use the 1/4 cup twice.
- Sister: What?
- Me: Uh...2/4 + 2/4 = 1/2?
- Sister: Oh. Sorry I don't know math that's why you're here.
- Me: FRACTIONS MAN. IT'S JUST FRACTIONS.
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- Sister: Okay it says the cookies on the tray need to be 3 inches apart...how long is that?
- Me: Um..I dunno. Let me google an online ruler.
- Sister: TECHNOLOGY!
