Adventures of living with a woman:
Cooked eggs and kept picking out these inscrutable scorched bits I couldn’t place, thought it was burned detritus but couldn’t find it. Then I saw it in the beans, too, then a bloom of blue in the water.
….she was using the kitchen to refill her calligraphy stuff and somehow got ink somewhere I can’t ID, and it keeps spreading. Not in any pan, not in on any untensil, but I keep finding splashes of it everywhere I look
(I complain but I actually love stuff like this, it’s cute and silly and it’s fun to tease her about )