My Beloved Pan Betrayal: A Culinary Confession
I never thought my kitchen would be the scene of heartbreak. But today, I walked in on my partner—my culinary soulmate—using the special pan I bought for my sacred over-easy egg rituals. Not only was it on high heat (on a gas stove, no less), but she was stirring some mysterious concoction with a metal fork. My heart dropped.
For context, I come from a long line of breakfast enthusiasts. In my world, a pan for eggs is sacred, and the term "egg set" (yes, I made it up) means the precise number of eggs you want, cooked just right. Maybe it's a chef thing, maybe it's just me. But seeing my beloved pan treated this way made me question everything.
Is this what culinary betrayal feels like? Or am I just overreacting? Fellow food lovers, how do you cope when your kitchen rules are broken?
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