The Bet.

Okay let me tell you what happened today.

But before I go on Ill have to tell you something about my country. Every Sunday is made rice day. Almost if not every family in Nigeria get to cook rice on Sundays. Most times it feels like it's embedded in our constitution.

Now back to the real story.

It was a boring day. My typical day. As an introvert I barely get to have visitors. Not like I dislike them but it's just not my thing. But on this day a friend visited. I didn't really have anything to offer him because I didn't cook today also I had barely nothing at home. After church service I was so weak that I just pulled off my clothes and dumped myself in bed sleeping until his knock came.

Being a close friend he told me that he came only to eat the usual Sunday rice. I told him I didn't cook any and had no plans of cooking. I advised he take some biscuit flakes like I did but he declined and insisted on something cooked. Considering I didn't have a single cup of rice at home I opted to make him my special recipe for noodles. Bragging to him that it would be much better than anyother noodles he has eaten.

He laughed and said that I was bluffing. Then I made a bet with him that if I made a better noodles, he was going to loose some cash. He agreed and I did what I do best. In few minutes I was done. And below was the end result.

In conclusion, He devoured everything in the plates and literally booked another day for another plate of my delicious noodles. 😂

Welcome to my world, you can now call me "Eze Delicious Noodles".