Nevergirl’s

I know I flail and fail miserably at cooking, but even I surprise myself sometimes. For instance, last month, I learned to make shrimp tempura—and now I can proudly add that dish to my grand cooking repertoire consisting of tadaaaah—exactly two dishes:

1. shrimp tempura
2. egg in all its glory: specifically fried, scrambled, hardboiled, or done sunny side up

The reaction I got from learning to make tempura is nothing short of ridiculous though. You would think I was trying to feed them a Fedora Hat. Or that I’d shown up in the kitchen wearing a psychedically colored shirt and spreading the gospel of Jesus.

“You’re in the kitchen,” people marveled. “You’re actually in the kitchen, chopping off shrimp tails, and nothing untoward has happened!”

(more…)