Lunch

I take my can of salmon that I bought on a whim.

I add an egg.

I add some flour.

I add some pepper (whoo! pepper!)

I add some baking powder.

I add some of the liquid I drained from the can.

I dropped them in little bits into my brand spanking new million dollar fryer machine thingie.

I take them out, scrape them off of my basket (they were a bit soft when they went in).

I combine a few with my lovely cheese toast I've made.

I munch away happily on the rest.

I look at the bowl of lime juice, I tried a bit on one of them. Didn't work.

Tasty. And happy because I used my fryer doodle thing for something other than making my own french fries.

And all mine.

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