"What is that? It looks disgusting!" Grandma commented on my slop of leftovers. I stared at my food and thought, "What?!"

When I asked, she said that my bowl of leftovers looked disgusting. Well, that is what you get when you randomly throw in edible leftovers into a pot and hope it tastes good. Whatever that comes out won't always look good, but usually it tastes good if you know how to cook it.

Which led me to think about something, I'm definitely not made for fine dining. Both in cooking and eating. If you would have me dress up in a tuxedo and go to high class restaurants to enjoy fine wine and some exotic dishes, I would most probably embarrass myself like a tragedy waiting to happen. Same goes for cooking, if you need me to dress up in a uniform and cook in a high-class restaurant, I would most probably end up in a stained uniform and a mediocre looking dish.

I suppose I'm not brought up to be refined, since I rarely enjoy expensive things like bird's nest, abalone, veal, capons, shark's fin and foie gras. Therefore, I suppose it is normal for someone like me to eat slop of leftovers. At least I know I won't die from starvation when fresh food becomes scarce.