New shoes + cooking disaster

Title says it all.

The new Love, Bonito sandals that I ordered arrived in the mail today (just in time before mummy comes home tonight (^-^;))!

I'm no reviewer, but I'd just like to say that I'm pretty impressed by their packaging! The sandals came nicely packed and it even had these plastic pegs to keep the straps in place and make sure they don't get distorted.

New black sandals (^-^)V The quality seems pretty good, the soles are thin but hard, so hopefully they're sturdy and can last long.

Dinner for the night:

So I decided to cook spaghetti for dinner. Which would have been rather straightforward if I'd decided to cook creamy pasta or something. But I decided I wanted to try making aglio olio. After skyping boomy, who told me to chop my own garlic, I decided to cheat and use the jar of minced garlic I already had. The only thing about cheating is, you have to be smart enough. Like, read the words on the jar kind of smart. Which of course, I wasn't. So disaster struck. After adding olive oil into the frying pan and waiting for it to heat up, I added the minced garlic in and oil started splattering everywhere (and i mean, everywhere). It didn't help that I was a little too liberal with the amount of oil. And the garlic got burnt within seconds and turned black. So I switched off the fire and brought the pan to the sink. Waited for a bit (but apparently not long enough) and turned on the tap to cool the pan and the whole kitchen went up in smoke. I couldn't open the door to the pantry 'cause the laundry would get dirty, and I couldn't open the kitchen door because the cat would come in. (T ^ T)

In the end I waited a longer bit, and tried again. By this time I remembered that the minced garlic was already soaked in soybean oil and water in the jar, and I wasn't supposed to add so much olive oil into the pan (I've used it to cook before). Err so this time nothing went wrong. And the orange soup is manhattan clam chowder (Campbell).

...I realised I left out the black pepper only after the photos. It turned out pretty okay; the spaghetti was the correct texture and the mushrooms were juicy and the taste was not bad.

But I had to mop the kitchen floor thrice and wipe the counter tops countless times. And wash the pots and pans and make sure I didn't leave any evidence of my cooking incident, 'cause mummy's coming home tonight and she won't be pleased that I wreaked havoc in her kitchen. I think the maid in the kitchen opposite saw my kitchen go up in smoke though. I hope she doesn't say anything...

Moral of the story is, just marry someone who can cook.