Then the phone was ringing over and over again so I got up to get it. It was the printing company, it turns out they can't reach my moms cellphone. Being the responsible first born child that I am, I just texted my mom that the printing called up etc etc. My mom had to attend some business.
The aircon was still on and the room was still cold, but my head hurts as well as my eyes so even if I was still a bit sleepy, I couldn't extend my sleep.
It was around 8:30 so I checked downstairs for breakfast, my mom usually has breakfast prepared for us. There was flavored fried rice, no viand (I needed google translate to translate ulam to english). Maybe if you're from another part of Asia, rice alone would suffice, but from this side of Asia we need viands. Anyway, I texted my mom again if I could but eggs so I can cook them for breakfast as my siblings were almost awake. She approved nonetheless so I asked my siblings how many eggs they wanted for breakfast, I ended up buying 9 eggs for the 5 of us.
I preheated the pan (with oil) before buying eggs from a store nearby. Nope this is not the usual grocery, here we have a window store where you can find various necessities. There you can buy items by the piece, like a piece of egg.
By the time I got back, the pan was pretty hot, but to make sure, I tossed a pinch of salt in and if the salt simmers (for the lack of the better term), the oil is hot. It wasn't. But of course egg does not need high temperatures to cook so I can go ahead and cook. So I lowered the temperature a bit, cracked the first egg, pushed in both my thumb in and then splat, the egg fell to it's horrible and miserable death. And did I mention that the oil was not hot but hot enough to cook the egg in seconds and burn it? That happened. I figured I needed a pinch of salt to put flavor into the egg but that only made the egg over cook, the bottom side making the egg look like a thin crust pizza.
The second egg went down easier, it was more orderly, the yolk was pretty much in one place but it wasn't good yet. I figured that the oil was too much and the egg was actually swimming on a hot pool of oil.
The third one was the charm, I think the trick was the crack it and let everything out continuously but slowly.
When they say thirds the charm, third is really the charm but anything after that is not guaranteed to have the same results. The rest went on like the others, they fell in pieces, fast. There was one point where the oil looked weird, you know how carbonated drinks foam up when you pour them to a glass? Well that's how it looked like but I figured it wasn't that bad so I just continued.
My mom got home by the time I was cooking the eighth egg, she told me she wasn't supposed to take long but things happen.
Cooking eggs look simple but I figured it really takes practice to get them cooked properly. Damn, the chefs in our school cafeteria make it look easy.
The eggs turned out good even if they didn't look that delicious. Oh yeah, since the salt I had wasn't rock salt, I had a hard time determining if the egg had enough salt to give it flavor. My siblings got soy sauce to make up for loss in flavor.
now back to my Fox Hound Emblem run.