well, i reinforced my self-esteem tonight. i sat outside and read a book until about 8, when i just got intensely hungry, and then i decided to let my tummy guide me. i'd bought some asparagus at the evanston farmers' market yesterday, so i decided cream sauce was the way to go (i think i was craving some protein ...) so i whipped up some cream sauce, boiled some linguine, and steamed my asparagus, and wow, i *can* cook. it might have just been hunger, but that was some damn good dinner. local asparagus and organic, happy-cow, rennet-free raw cheddar and whole-wheat pasta ... mm, tastes like hippies.
anyhow. i think i had some good training in the kitchen. if all else fails, i could still make a good housewife. oh yeah, and i cleaned my apartment this morning, too.
i still need to get good at sewing, though.
... i guess housewifery also requires someone to wife to ... whatever.
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Hah, at around 8 I woke up and said to Z, "I am intensely craving steak." So we went to the little grocery store on the corner and bought a bunch of cheap meat, and he grilled the steaks and I deep-fried some freezer french fries and microwaved some beans, and we ate like kings, though I could've done with slightly rarer steak.
Then I did three dishwasher-loads of dishes and there's still more nasty shit in the sink.
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