That curry did not go so well.

[whatho]

My tea was exciting. What happened was that the escaping steam from my rice hovered menacingly over my frying pan then condensed into my seething hot oil. There were many explosions. My mother had to wade through with an apron over her face to take it off the heat while I shooed the cats to safety. How brave she is. Well done her.

Also there was a very evil onion. I thought my eyes were going to melt out of their sockets when I was chopping it. They didn't though. So that was something.