I was the chef on my camping trip. No kidding! I made a whole lot of meals for my dad and me on the Lost Maple Trip. However, not all of them were, really, —enjoyable.
I learned how to cook noodles with tomatoes and lettuce. I learned how to make soup. I learned how to fry vegetables and how to make lettuce, although it wasn’t all that great (imagine burning sparks landing on your hand). Continue reading
This morning, I woke up with a horror as I realized it was Sunday, the day of the Chinese city-wide speech contest. Thousands of people in the contest! What was I going to do?