My 13 year old has already had a busy summer. Camp in the mountains for a week, then directly to a lacrosse tournament in Charleston, so this week she's taking a break. Her room has been cleaned (what?!?) and rearranged, list of chores has been decided and today she decided to embark on some cooking.
So, I'm woken to a big, hot bowl of ramen this morning. Lots and lots of ramen. Turns out, she had used 2 packages of noodles, which is about 5 times as much as I can eat in one sitting. She cooked her noodles in chicken broth, added chopped chicken and scallions and topped it all off with a poached egg. This was a first attempt at poaching. So, to quote Vivian, "Gordon Ramsay would say 'What? Are you eff'ing kidding me, mate? This egg is as hard as my Gandy's flip flops.'" I think she's being a little hard on herself.
