Alright, so this past weekend I decided I would cook an “American meal” and so being the culinary genius I am, I made grilled cheese and rice krispy treats. When I told my host mom I was going to do this, Carla decided that she would help me. Ok, picture this, Me, a five year old, marshmellows and fire on the stove. I told Carla she wasn’t allowed to be at the stove but she could mix all the ingredients and butter the bread and pan and whatever else she wanted to butter. Finally, the rice krispies were made and I poured them out onto a sheet of wax paper to cool. So, after this, I went about cooking and noticed that Carla was begging to help anymore. Turned around and she was eating the rice krispies off the wax paper with a long string of melted marshmallow covering her hands and face and a jar of nutella open and half gone!
Finally, when I got Carla to stop eating the rice krispy treats the meal progressed nicely. We made the grilled cheeses, and then put the home fries in the oven. It took about 10 minutes of trying to turn the oven on before we called my host mom. Why can’t france just have an on button? Anyway, so we ate the grilled cheeses, the fries and we were ready for dessert. I brought out the rice krispy treats and nutella and we started to eat.
Sometime between sneaking bites of rice krispies and finishing the grilled cheese, Carla decided she didn’t like the dessert anymore. So instead she took a HUGE spoonful of nutella and just ate it plain. Just nutella. Nothing else. It was odd and adorable! She had a brown tongue, teeth, mouth, nose. Everything in her way turned brown!