I start cooking, at first it's a bit strange but then it gets a little easier, of course taking the lid off the ceiling and cleaning the stove took me a little while, which made me lose time.
But there wasn't much to do, I soon start taking the dishes to the table, I made 7 different dishes, each one better than the other.
"Now Violet, give me your opinion" I say as she looks at the dishes.
"What's the first dish?"
"I tried to make a stuffed omelette with a topping" I say not very excited about the result of the first one.
"Is that what they call charcoal these days?" She says with obvious disdain as she looks at the first dish that has the burnt food.
"Eat it" I say and she looks at me surprised.
"What?"
"Eat it, that's an order" No matter how bad it is, she's going to try the 7, after all I know some of them are bad, but I need to know how bad and how much I've improved.