Subject: Cooking Class
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Wed Dec 06 2000 - 12:14:24 EST
"Pancakes"
I was cooking pancakes for my husband
but used too much flour & they turned
out a bit heavy. After we had eaten those
left over were being thrown away by my
husband when I stopped him as I wanted
to feed them to the birds.
"Don't," my husband said. "They will not
be able to fly!"
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"Cooking Class"
One day during cooking class, our teacher,
Mrs. Pritchard, was extolling her secrets for
preparing perfect sauces. When she ordered
us to the stoves to prepare our assignments,
she said, "Don't forget to use wooden spoons."
As I stirred my sauce, I contemplated the
physics behind the mystery of the wooden
spoon and decided it must have something
to do with heat conduction. I approached
Mrs. Pritchard to test my theory.
"Why wooden spoons?" I asked.
"Because," she replied, "if I have to sit here
listening to all your metal spoons banging
against metal pots, I'll go nuts!"
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