Thursday, May 11, 2006
when pigs fly
Tonight I made baby red potatoes with roasted chicken (store-bought), cheddar cheese, bacon bits, chives and sour cream on the side.
Paul asked me tonight where his real Joyce went and demanded that I bring her back.
Tomorrow I am attempting seared tuna salad with a wasabi dressing. This is big people. It involves using the stove. Alone. With no supervision. Have I mentioned that I am afraid of the stove? My mother instilled this phobia of oil flying out of the pan and burning me while I was still very young and I have never really gotten over it. I am also scared of knives. So you can see why this whole cooking thing is rather uncharacteristic of me.
wingless was still breathing at 11:00 PM
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