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Cooking n such
Feb. 18th, 2006 06:42 pmI've had what's possibly the best kind of Saturday to have so far, namely one that is both productive and lazy.
On the productivity front I did some house cleaning (new vacuum, whee!) as well as cooked brunch and tried a new recipe for dinner. On the lazy front I napped on the couch while watching the Food Network. All of these things are nice as they indicate upswings in my health, though I do have my worries about counting this particular chicken before it's hatched.
There was a brief snow flurry this morning that was quite spiffy to look at. Also the cooking process allowed me to take shameless advantage of my mom, who now lives across the courtyard, when I realized I was missing a key ingredient. Thus spawning the following conversation:
Me: Do you have an onion?
Mom: Yes. Why, what do you need?
Me: ... an... onion?
Onion was thus achieved, faux curry was made, and happiness did reign o'er the land. Or at least my apartment.
In related news, it's fun to watch Semi-Homeade Cooking and note how many times Sandra says something that's stupid and/or flat-out wrong, and then wonder what she did to piss off her staff that they allowed that comment to air. Though I have heard a rumor that her soon to be ex-husband not only financed the show's production but also arranged the advertising, which would explain a lot.
Now to go do a much-delayed Tarot reading.
On the productivity front I did some house cleaning (new vacuum, whee!) as well as cooked brunch and tried a new recipe for dinner. On the lazy front I napped on the couch while watching the Food Network. All of these things are nice as they indicate upswings in my health, though I do have my worries about counting this particular chicken before it's hatched.
There was a brief snow flurry this morning that was quite spiffy to look at. Also the cooking process allowed me to take shameless advantage of my mom, who now lives across the courtyard, when I realized I was missing a key ingredient. Thus spawning the following conversation:
Me: Do you have an onion?
Mom: Yes. Why, what do you need?
Me: ... an... onion?
Onion was thus achieved, faux curry was made, and happiness did reign o'er the land. Or at least my apartment.
In related news, it's fun to watch Semi-Homeade Cooking and note how many times Sandra says something that's stupid and/or flat-out wrong, and then wonder what she did to piss off her staff that they allowed that comment to air. Though I have heard a rumor that her soon to be ex-husband not only financed the show's production but also arranged the advertising, which would explain a lot.
Now to go do a much-delayed Tarot reading.
