Object Writing : Cook

The sizzle swells and fades as cracked eggs empty onto a hot frying pan, sparking again as the eggs are dashed around, mixed to a scramble. Above, the exhausted breathes an unending inhale, a mechanical gasp to consume the smells of cooking and coffee whisking them away to tease at the neighbours doors. A numb click as the silicone spatula is rested on the cool benchtop placing a line of oil and egg on its surface. Soon the microwave dings, a serving of porridge to be adorned with frosted berries, fresh from the freezer and spun through to turn the porridge a purplish-grey. A drizzle of milk and honey is danced through to sweeten the berries...

I got interrupted with 3 minutes left but I was going slowly with it too, trying to describe in detail each element of a morning without focusing too much on cliche elements of a breakfast.