That last supper I ate really made me full. Believe me, I do NOT want to touch another pie until Turkey day comes.
Not saying I'm a good cook or anything, just saying that eyesight is vital for cooking.
Here's the deal. Corey lost his contacts and could not see much, everything was blurred. He couldn't see what he was holding nor chopping. Luckily, he didn't cut his hoof off. Phew!
He tried his best to cook, he felt the ingredients before taking them. Sadly, it didn't really help much as I ended up eating a plate of disgusting octopies. They tasted really awful. Sickly, green tentacles in a sweet custard pie crust and some feathers, too. It had apple juice in it and a little bit of frog's legs. I am and was grossed out completely.
Don't give me excuses like, "Oh, you could've just asked Dasher to cook."
Well, here's what. He was off to the market to find a publisher for his cook book or something.
With luck, Casey was able to find a thin piece of film outside her room. She asked around and I readily explained it to her that it was Corey, without a doubt. I personally put it back onto his green eyes and everything was crystal clear for him.
Then, he cooked up a three course meal with fresh ingredients from the market. Thank you, Dasher and Casey. And of course you, Corey.
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jac posted at... 10:54 PM