Monday, October 3, 2011

Drop the sponge!

In our apartment, we have a meal schedule going in which each of us ends up cooking for the other five once every other week.

And we only have one established rule with the cooking schedule: He who cooks must not clean.

So we always end up playing this game:

"What are you doing? Stop cleaning!"

"What? No, I'm not cleaning this dish! I'm just, um...transferring it from the table to the counter/putting the food in tupperware/enjoying apartment bonding time."

"Nope. This is a private cleaning party. Out of the kitchen. Out!"

We have our rituals.

Note that we generally have so many baked goods that we have to beg people to eat them.

1 comment:

  1. We have the same rule and this definitely happens 4 nights a week in our apartment too. :D