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Improvised croutons
So, yesterday I was making croutons (to go with a tomato and zucchini stew) when my friend/roommate came into the kitchen. The following conversation developed:
Friend: What are you cooking?
Hmpf: Croutons.
Friend: Ah. *Improvised* croutons.
Hmpf: Why 'improvised'?
Friend: Well, shouldn't they be spicy?
Hmpf: ... I could put some spices in, but that's not really how croutons are supposed to be. They're just white bread, diced and fried/roasted in a pan.
Friend: But they're usually store-bought.
Hmpf: ...
So, apparently, food that is freshly prepared is 'improvised'. Proper food is store-bought.
*cries*
*remembers other roommate bringing home pancake-mix-in-a-bottle; cries some more*
Friend: What are you cooking?
Hmpf: Croutons.
Friend: Ah. *Improvised* croutons.
Hmpf: Why 'improvised'?
Friend: Well, shouldn't they be spicy?
Hmpf: ... I could put some spices in, but that's not really how croutons are supposed to be. They're just white bread, diced and fried/roasted in a pan.
Friend: But they're usually store-bought.
Hmpf: ...
So, apparently, food that is freshly prepared is 'improvised'. Proper food is store-bought.
*cries*
*remembers other roommate bringing home pancake-mix-in-a-bottle; cries some more*