I've decided I don't need a signature dish because I've discovered I can actually cook without trying. Yes, it's like when Teresa grew boobs overnight*, I've tapped into some ninja like culinary powers, and overnight, I'm a iron chef Vanessa.
I am planning on cooking a prawn laksa tonight. There is no end to my capabilities. I can hold my head up high in the communal kitchen now.
*I'm still waiting for this to happen to me
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If you ask me, Vanessa sounds a little cocky for someone who STILL doesn't have a signature dish.
That said, now you are the master your communal kitchen, you are going to have to start announcing your nightly cooking methodology.
This works for everything except the microwave... eg "Tonight Vanessa will be preparing 'pan fried' sea bass with 'oven roasted' zuchinni' and 'wok seared' bok choi".
"For desert, master chef Vanessa will be serving 'microwaved warmed' chocolate pudding"... see, doesn't cut it.
I would like to state emphatically that no money was exchanged for the mammary glands. Teresa
Vanessa likes talking about herself in the third person.
Vanessa bought fabulous mushroom pate at Borough Markets.
Vanessa is going to start yelling at the people who woke her up at 9am with their drill and bad music when she went to bed at 4am. And so on.
Vanessa isn't cocky. Vanessa is talented.
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