learning how to cook chicken marsala

Andrea thinned her eyes at the maid, shooting her a glare.

finally she clicked her tongue.

"This is why I hate cooking, too much protocols." Andrea groaned not liking this one bit. "Why didn't you say so earlier, you watched me putting the mittens, and act mute"

The lady almost had a heart attack, what!!! youngsters nowadays. She shakes her head. But still acted polite, she gave Andrea and Katie aprons. Which they wore.

Andrea left to the golden sink to wash her hands.

"Am learning too, you know, in order to be a foodie you have to be a cookie" vida repeats the exact same word's she saw on Instagram.

Katie suddenly starts laughing...

"What's funny?" Vida asked wearing a slight frown.

"A cookie?, how is that being a cook?" Katie asked still laughing. Vida's usually dumb expression made her laugh harder.

"I saw that on Instagram" vida rebutted

"Seriously, a cookie?, you have to stop acting like a robot, how can you recite what you read online assuming it's correct?"

Andrea finished w