When the narrator said "Notice the scum that indicates the milk has been scalded" I imagined Crow cutting in with "Don't talk about her that way!"

Was that before or after she beat your eggs white, stiff, but not dry? So they held the greatest amount of air without losing their elasticity?

No sir, I'm not laughing. [snickering and mumbling innuendo from the movie under his breath until he no longer is watching the movie] "To knead means to manipulate with a pressing motion, accompanied by folding and stretching~!" *SSSNRRRK!!*


Meanwhile, my ACTUAL mental picture of the classroom is a bunch of girls writing studiously in notebooks, in black and white film, with intense concentration on their faces, as if this were going to be the most important profession in the world.



TL:DR = I feel guilty about those in the past who shared my gender. Also history.

That she possesses an awesome glass double boiler and doesn't know what to do with it makes me doubt it all. You don't buy a double boiler if you don't know what to do with it, unless you're... oh right, this is the 1950s.

It was a wedding gift.

Now she's his mother.
I read the title as "Cooking Terns". Which is a fucking terrible idea.