I put my rice on last night (after dark), switched on the rice cooker and my entire apartment plunged into darkness. I stumbled outside to where the fuse box thing is. There was light in the stair well.
So I reset everything. I thought. Replugged in the cooker and hit on switch. Same again!
Returned to stair well and I was perched on my stool to reach the reset button, when one of my neighbours ran up the stairs and said "What the f... are you doing?" Well, he didn't exactly say that. He doesn't speak English and the equivalent word doesn't begin with an 'f'. No Chinese words do!
So I cooked the rice the old way for the first time in about 30 years. First thing this morning, acquired a new rice cooker.
All part of life's rich.
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I put my rice on last night (after dark), switched on the rice cooker and my entire apartment plunged into darkness. I stumbled out side to where the fuse box thing is. There was light in the stair well.
So I reset everything. I thought. Replugged in the cooker and hit on switch. Same again!
Returned to stair well and I was perched on my stool to reach the reset button, one of my neighbours ran up the stairs and said "What the f... are you doing?" Well, he didn't exactly say that. He doesn't speak English and the equivalent word doesn't begin with an 'f'. No Chinese words do!
So I cooked the rice the old way for the first time in about 30 years. First thing this morning, acquired a new rice cooker.
All part of life's rich.
