The Art of Cooking II: Rock Buns
I took up cookery in secondary school and that proved to be the worst nightmare for me.
I was taught to make rock buns (a type of biscuit) during one lesson. I followed the given recipe dutifully, and to my delight, my rock buns turned out beautifully. As much as I would like to try it immediately, it was too hot for me to do so, so I decided to try them only when I reached home.
The first person I saw was my mum, so I was very eager to let her try it first. I didn't know how hard they were until she tried one. She took a bite and when her teeth couldn't sink into it, she tried it again with the left side of her teeth, then the right side, and in the end, she threw it into the dustbin in frustration. It landed with a loud "plonk". She asked me what kind of biscuit was it and how come it was so hard. I told her it was called "rock bun" and she said it certainly lived up to its name! She refused to try another one so I tried it myself. It was so hard that I could kill someone with one throw. In the end, I threw all away. I was very disappointed but at the same time, comforted by the fact that I was the only one in the world that turned buns into "rocks".