kat, what? you bought a kitchen? i thought you had one in your dorm? correction: we don't have a kitchen, we have a hot plate with no baking utensils. so i went to the store today and bought a kitchen. as i said before, the girls at work love cake, sweets, etc etc. and as ive said before, i like to bake, but cant cook. actually, i cant bake either, i just make kats creations. so that is what i did today. i made a kat creation. and actually made it on round two by combining two things that were suppose to be separate creations.
kat, why did you have to combine them? ill tell you.
exhibit A: oreo cake balls. its difficult trying to bake things when a) everything in the store is written in slovak b) the country has nothing of what you need. so, i bought what i thought was cream cheese - i even asked some girls in the grocery store. well, first of all, they don't eat cream cheese here. but hela told me they do have somehting similar to it. so i thought, this must be it. the girls even confirmed that it was!!!! until i got home and bea informed me it was butter. i almost made butter balls. so, good bye oreo balls.
exhibit B: rice krispie treats. they don't sell a) rice krispies here or b) real marshmallows. this was going to be a challange, but i knew that. I would work the system. so i bought some chocolate looking cereal and some janky strawberrish things that resembled marshmallows. i also bought nutella because i was going to put it as a layer between the rice krispies.
where exhibit A meets exhibit B: i already told you why the oreo balls had to be cut short, but first let me tell you that when i found out i bought butter instead of cream cheese, bea and i thought it would be a good idea to try and substitute the nutella for cream cheese. it was a bad idea and my hand ended up looking like these pictures combined :
^^^^
+
>>>>
So then my hands were just covered in what looked like chunky poo. after licking the chunks off i had to go wash my hands. now i was really in a rut because i used up my nutella for the rice krispies. so now for the real exhibit A + B:
i decided to just go ahead with the rice krispies. threw what i had thought was cream cheese that was actually butter into the pot, threw some marshmallows in there, stirred it up until it got kind of soft, dumped a bag of chocolate cereal in and mixed it all together. besides the fact that these marshmallow type things tasted like strawberries, i think we were on the right track. but then next of course, i had to add in the oreo/nutella mix. i was creating a mess. the amount of things i was putting in this pot could be compared to joe sayre trying to fit into a dorm room bed. things were starting to overflow. however, i kept going. finally i decided it was time to pour them into my newly bought pan and tin foil and now they sit in my fridge. details on the outcome..to come.
NEW SUBJECT.
coin money.
what? this coin is actually worth 2+ dollars?
coins. in america, guess what we do with coins, throw them in the bottom of our purse, pocket, change bucket, random space in our car. in slovakia, guess what I do with my coins. the same thing. guess who shouldn't be doing that with their coins? me. i forget that the coins here are worth some serious dollars. i can almost guarantee that i have a solid 50 dollars in euros lurking around in coins in all my stuff. whenever i purchase something, im not really sure, but i think they are asking me if i have the change for what i am buying. i always just hand them a 5, 10, or 20. when i dont respond, they ask me again, and i just kind of nod my head and smile. they keep talking….WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY TO ME!! finally i tell them i don't speak slovak.. anglicky? (english?) and most of the older people here don't speak english, but a lot of hte younger people know a little bit at least because they teach it in their school. but yeah the point of this is that i should probably start using my coins, or maybe just keep doing what im doing, piss off the cashiers, and have a lot of unknown money at the end of my trip.
also, id like to finally leave this post by saying that i finally realize why people come home from a long day at work and say "i need a beer"
No comments:
Post a Comment