Hey guys, I know its been a while but I've been so busy thinking about what genre I'm going to do next so I decided not to have a genre.
My blog is titled tales by Zara and that's exactly what's its going to be about,my adventures or just random things that happen in my day to day life,but its not going to be like a reality TV show or blog nothing like that and I really hope it won't be boring.
So here goes...... Okay so sometime last week,a very close friend of mine Sade came over to Netflix and chill(the innocent type),so we got talking about food in particular and who can cook better,the discussion turned into an argument then the argument turned into a full time war.
So as civilized "people" we decided to have a cook out,to know who the better cook was.
So Sade and I made a plan to make the same food and meet by 12 the next day to present it we chose jollof rice Okay...little known fact about me.........I'm a bad cook like I'm TERRIBLE!!!!
As usual I whenever I have issues I go to my trusted YouTube!,YouTube literally has all the answers for any question at all,I can't imagine life without it.
So yeah I went online and watched videos on how to make the perfect jollof rice. I watched like 5 videos on how to make it perfect.
I won't go through all the details of what happened but.....instead of this
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I made
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It looks better than it actually tastes. Sade had like an hour before she came and that clearly was not enough time to start from the beginning, so I went downtown to a fast food restaurant and bought the food,came home put in a pot and waited for Sade to arrive.
Sade came a few minutes after 12 and I greeted her with a food dish in my hand and she had an identical food dish in hers too,no words were exchanged but the food containers were, I went into the kitchen got out the plates and cutleries and we began to eat...at the first bite.
I realised something was off and it didn't have to do with the food's taste,it tasted perfect in fact too perfect,I looked up at her and caught her staring at me with the same blank expression on her face immediately we figured out what we did and started laughing.
So I asked Sade "what happened to the food you prepared?" She said she didn't bother preparing anything because her mum had banned her from the kitchen.....so in conclusion the food war was rubbish because Sade and I are both horrible cooks.
