Less fun when cooking for myself.
Less delicious when eating by myself
But when your ankle is twisted. You can’t go anywhere but stuck home
How to kill time?
It’s bad to say so right? We should treasure every second…..
But it’s frustrated you can’t do what you want to do……
Well, cooking pancakes is more than killing time or feeding myself or catering my sweet tooth
It’s full of memories…
Memories of a guy coming far away and keeping his promise of cooking pancakes for me…….
Sweet or bitter?