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sorcyressSo, I apparently need to watch more Alton Brown, as it makes me feel quite clever and knowledgeable in the kitchen. I just made eggs that turned out brilliantly well and easy --quite a feat considering that it consisted of three eggs, some teriyaki sauce, and salt. It was just all the little things, like cracking the eggs on the flat counter rather than the edge of the bowl1 or mixing the ingredients in a spare bowl first, *then* cooking, or heating the pan and then dumping the mixture in --the eggs cooked in an absolute snap, and Nik and I agreed that they were quite delicious.
That being said, there is little to eat in this house right now besides cereal. I used the last of the eggs, there is almost *no* pasta (though an abundance of sauce), and my original lunch plan of nachos was struck down when I realized there was no meat, lettuce, or satisfactory cheese2.
(It should be noted as always that I do not cook, do not enjoy cooking, and indeed, have no concept of how food goes from its raw state in the kitchen to its delicious state in front of me. Any evidence to the contrary was faked, probably by the government, which quite wants me to stay at home and be a homemaker4
***
I am reading The Eyre Affair, after having it in my immediate possession for nigh on three years now --I think Keira recommended it, ages ago, before Marc and I were even dating maybe. It's quite good so far; I'm up to chapter seven.
Part of me feels I should read Jane Eyre to go with it, or at least find and watch the musical, but I honestly can't be arsed. Maybe later in the summer, if my general plan of actually reading real books goes well. It seems decent so far --yesterday and the day before I captured odd moments to reread "Spiderweb for Two", and Monday I tore through a copy of "The Vagina Monologues".
Allegations that I am just doing this because Book Club promised trinkets (like, say, gift cards to the local bookstore) are completely true. I do need to read more, however, and it entertains me to just work my way through all the books in my room. Perhaps I'll make a pile.
(Next up might be books 2-4 of the Enchanted Forest chronicles, but the knowledge that Patricia Wrede was part of the whole racefail '09 thing hampers my enjoyment a bit. We'll see. There's certainly other books scrambling for the queue first.)
***
I do not have any cavities. I do have wisdom teeth, but they only seem problematic on the bottom.
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I can remember how to get to the mall once my memory is jogged --it involves driving to Blue's house, and then not turning to get onto his streets. Oh gods help me, I appear to have returned to Suburbia.
I have not yet walked out to the playground on the left, my playground, or the pool, or climbed my tree. I think this is all in part due to how *hot* it is.
***
I think it is time for me to play RockBand in a bit --Foreplay/Long Time was on in the car and it put me in the mood. Perhaps I'll force myself to get something done, first --cooking lunch5 and emptying the dishwasher just don't seem good enough, for whatever reason. Perhaps I should go put away luandry? Yes, that seems like quite the fair trade for being allowed to play DRUMS!. Ta!
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Apparently to prevent driving fragments of shell into the yolk. It did seem to work --usually I have to fish a small piece or two out with a larger bit of shell (it works!) but I did not have that problem this time. Whether a fluke or due to more careful cracking remains to be seen, but I like this way.
2: We have tiny wedges of spreadable laughing cow swiss, and (*shudder*) slices of American cheese. The first is quite good, and I've eaten two already since getting back on Monday, but the second is suitable only for grilled cheese, maybe3.
3: ...and we haven't any bread. Ai, I am forcing my mother to go shopping today if it kills me.
4: I am a brilliant homemaker for the first week coming back from college. I'm honestly pretty decent the rest of the time in the Empty City as well --I enjoy doing laundry (not the least because it gives me an opportunity to take my clothes back from Alys), I keep the catbox clean (It's in the laundry room and I don't like walking across spilt litter), I put dishes in the dishwasher, and handwash whatever else lies around, I straighten books (sometimes --it's a formidible prospect, really), and occasionally I go manic and alphabetize the DVDs or organize the games closet or something.
Would I make a good long-term housewife for someone? Maybe. I am quite good with children, and don't even mind vacuuming or scrubbing things down occasionally. The problem is that I, like my mother, run a bit on my own schedule, which means that I get said cleaning done at, um, odd hours sometimes.
Plus, it's exponentially more fun to clean someone else's mess than my own. Just saying.
5: And cleaning the dishes of course. That's part of cooking in my world --I clean dishes outside of cooking, but I can't cook without doing dishes unless I am being a terrible person. Plus, _so much easier_ to wash frying pans clean of eggs if I do it while the pan is still hot.
That being said, there is little to eat in this house right now besides cereal. I used the last of the eggs, there is almost *no* pasta (though an abundance of sauce), and my original lunch plan of nachos was struck down when I realized there was no meat, lettuce, or satisfactory cheese2.
(It should be noted as always that I do not cook, do not enjoy cooking, and indeed, have no concept of how food goes from its raw state in the kitchen to its delicious state in front of me. Any evidence to the contrary was faked, probably by the government, which quite wants me to stay at home and be a homemaker4
***
I am reading The Eyre Affair, after having it in my immediate possession for nigh on three years now --I think Keira recommended it, ages ago, before Marc and I were even dating maybe. It's quite good so far; I'm up to chapter seven.
Part of me feels I should read Jane Eyre to go with it, or at least find and watch the musical, but I honestly can't be arsed. Maybe later in the summer, if my general plan of actually reading real books goes well. It seems decent so far --yesterday and the day before I captured odd moments to reread "Spiderweb for Two", and Monday I tore through a copy of "The Vagina Monologues".
Allegations that I am just doing this because Book Club promised trinkets (like, say, gift cards to the local bookstore) are completely true. I do need to read more, however, and it entertains me to just work my way through all the books in my room. Perhaps I'll make a pile.
(Next up might be books 2-4 of the Enchanted Forest chronicles, but the knowledge that Patricia Wrede was part of the whole racefail '09 thing hampers my enjoyment a bit. We'll see. There's certainly other books scrambling for the queue first.)
***
I do not have any cavities. I do have wisdom teeth, but they only seem problematic on the bottom.
***
I can remember how to get to the mall once my memory is jogged --it involves driving to Blue's house, and then not turning to get onto his streets. Oh gods help me, I appear to have returned to Suburbia.
I have not yet walked out to the playground on the left, my playground, or the pool, or climbed my tree. I think this is all in part due to how *hot* it is.
***
I think it is time for me to play RockBand in a bit --Foreplay/Long Time was on in the car and it put me in the mood. Perhaps I'll force myself to get something done, first --cooking lunch5 and emptying the dishwasher just don't seem good enough, for whatever reason. Perhaps I should go put away luandry? Yes, that seems like quite the fair trade for being allowed to play DRUMS!. Ta!
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Apparently to prevent driving fragments of shell into the yolk. It did seem to work --usually I have to fish a small piece or two out with a larger bit of shell (it works!) but I did not have that problem this time. Whether a fluke or due to more careful cracking remains to be seen, but I like this way.
2: We have tiny wedges of spreadable laughing cow swiss, and (*shudder*) slices of American cheese. The first is quite good, and I've eaten two already since getting back on Monday, but the second is suitable only for grilled cheese, maybe3.
3: ...and we haven't any bread. Ai, I am forcing my mother to go shopping today if it kills me.
4: I am a brilliant homemaker for the first week coming back from college. I'm honestly pretty decent the rest of the time in the Empty City as well --I enjoy doing laundry (not the least because it gives me an opportunity to take my clothes back from Alys), I keep the catbox clean (It's in the laundry room and I don't like walking across spilt litter), I put dishes in the dishwasher, and handwash whatever else lies around, I straighten books (sometimes --it's a formidible prospect, really), and occasionally I go manic and alphabetize the DVDs or organize the games closet or something.
Would I make a good long-term housewife for someone? Maybe. I am quite good with children, and don't even mind vacuuming or scrubbing things down occasionally. The problem is that I, like my mother, run a bit on my own schedule, which means that I get said cleaning done at, um, odd hours sometimes.
Plus, it's exponentially more fun to clean someone else's mess than my own. Just saying.
5: And cleaning the dishes of course. That's part of cooking in my world --I clean dishes outside of cooking, but I can't cook without doing dishes unless I am being a terrible person. Plus, _so much easier_ to wash frying pans clean of eggs if I do it while the pan is still hot.
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on 2010-06-02 05:18 pm (UTC)I propose a new game: guess the text of the missing footnote!
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on 2010-06-02 05:31 pm (UTC)Sluggy.net has a game called Footnotes, where you leave an unnoted mark in your text for the next person to fill in. It's lovelyfun.
Also, I don't cook, yes.
~Sor
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on 2010-06-02 07:17 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-06-02 05:21 pm (UTC)As a chemistry dork who was previously incompetent in the kitchen, it changed my friggin' life - it was like finding the Rosetta Stone.
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on 2010-06-02 05:33 pm (UTC)Rosetta Stone is a good comparison. Makes the cryptology dork happy anyways.
I'm not at all incompetent in the kitchen --I'm not good, but I can make food that I can stomach or even enjoy, and follow recipes and even bake (a little). I even enjoy acts of cookery. I'm just steadfast in the maintenance of the fact that I Do Not Cook. Not entirely sure why, but there you have it.
~Sor
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on 2010-06-02 05:35 pm (UTC)Also, I'm pondering hitting Dance Freedom tonight, and I distantly recall you being into such things.
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on 2010-06-02 05:52 pm (UTC)~Sor
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on 2010-06-02 08:08 pm (UTC)Supercook is a pretty good website that you can tell what ingredients you DO have on hand, and then it will find recipes that only have those ingredients. www.supercook.com
If you hadn't eaten your eggs, you could have MADE some pasta to go with the sauce. :)
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on 2010-06-02 08:15 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-06-02 09:07 pm (UTC)Ooooh, i had forgotten about teriyaki + eggses... i need to find some motivation to do that again sometime!
It should be noted as always that I do not cook, do not enjoy cooking, and indeed, have no concept of how food goes from its raw state in the kitchen to its delicious state in front of me.
Man, me too. It's so nice to see someone else with this trait (particularly you who as noted later in this post can do all those other things (dishwashing, man, if it wasn't for W, i'd be in BIG trouble ;P) that one would expect to like cooking too. (that was a totally mangled sentence & i absolutely apologize and refuse to fix it >.>)!
Also, any time you get tired of MD, Chez Hypertwin Manor is totally at your disposal (though, we tend to have deplorable lack of food too but are easily coerced into shopping provided you tell us what to buy)(and come with us to help us buy it 'cause we are so wussy that way >.>)
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on 2010-06-02 10:16 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-06-03 12:31 am (UTC)Cooking is excellent. I picked up all of my cooking skills in the last five months, mainly because I suddenly ended up in a flat where it was learn how to cook or find yourself eating takeaways every day. Washing up? Yeeeeeah.
Also, if you start cooking you will find that you're missing stuff. So you go out and buy it. Then you're missing something else. So you go out and buy it (being within walking/biking distance of shops at this point is really handy). And before you know it you have a compact larder of exactly what you need, and you know what's in it. And that means when you go home, grab your mum's credit card and go shopping, you know exactly what you need.
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on 2010-06-03 12:41 am (UTC)I already know I fall into parts of the homemaker stereotype. I'm okay with that. My distaste of cooking has nothing to do with this.
~Sor
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on 2010-06-03 12:43 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-06-03 02:50 am (UTC)I get said cleaning done at, um, odd hours sometimes
2am is an entirely reasonable time to start overhaul-cleaning a room. I do that all the time.
Also I had no idea you were in town. I'd come say hi except I'm going bowling with work people after work tomorrow and you(r mom at least, I dunno about you) are leaving tomorrow, she said.
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on 2010-06-04 02:51 am (UTC)Yeah, that.
~Sor
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on 2010-06-04 04:30 am (UTC)