|The status of my kitchen in the middle of cooking a meal. Crêpe pan and empty jug on the floor courtesy of my cabinet explorer aka Ryan.|
|My aforementioned cabinet explorer with a monkey on his bottom|
Sadly, no. I have been this way since way before my kitchen buddy came along. Chris can tell you many stories of the mountains of mess I would create while cooking up a storm in his apartment when we were dating. So while Ryan having a death grip on my knee at the sink with smoke coming from the stove has lead to many funny scenes of me stre-e-e-e-tching to move the pan off the burner while still being a
*No worries, whatever is on the floor is washed before I use it.