Purple...
Tired of eating out everyday, I decided to cook my own lunch. I crave to be too good in the culinary art. How else could I make myself believe that I am one of the best? I watch out the facial muscles as people taste my food. In effort, I tried a new recipe. Thanks to the food bazaar besides my office :( Tasting what I had prepared, a guy in my lunch gang asked if it is poison by any means and said it was tasteless. And a friend queried if it was something made of any flower. Reached the crest of frustration when another friend asked if I have happened to sprinkle blue ink to adorn the food :( Had to assure everyone that it was just the cabbage rice that I made out of a purple colored cabbage. It was all ok to my taste buds but not to my nerves. Never will make an effort like this!