Below is part 2 of my niece Andrea’s hilarious time at a friend’s house trying to make cookies. Click here to start at the beginning.
So to kill time we went outside to wait for my friend’s mom to come back with the ingredients to make Snickerdoodles, then quickly ran inside due to burning bare feet. The sun was soo bright that it had turned the concrete into a burning hot skillet! I know what your thinking…major exaggeration? Well tell that to our feet! That gave me an idea though…
“Hey Janelle, you know what I’ve always wanted to do?” I said with a conniving smirk.
She returned the smirk, already thinking the same thing I was, “What?”
“I’ve always wanted to see if you can really cook an egg on the sidewalk…” We both grinned and then started laughing at the stupidity of it all as we went to get an egg from the refrigerator (I noted in my mind that we had enough eggs for the cookies). We went outside with the egg, this time with protective foot wear (aka: flip-flops), and chose the hottest spot to fry our egg.
We put the egg on the concrete and waited while trying to guard it from her little sister’s Chihuahua, but, to our disappointment, nothing happened. The egg did not cook or fry or any such thing. Instead of giving up the pointless experiment that was doomed to fail from the start, we decided, that spot wasn’t hot enough!
So we left her little sister to guard it while we went to get something flat (I don’t remember what it was) from her garage in order to scoop it up and move the egg to her porch, maybe it would fry there. When we came back, the egg was gone! Her little sister had failed, and the dog had gotten an early meal. After the dog had eaten our egg, we just sat there on her porch, not knowing what do do, waiting for her mom to come home with the flour while trying to comfort her little sister who was crying saying her dog was gonna die from eating a raw egg.
Tomorrow’s post contains the conclusion of the Snickerdoodle drama!