Saturday, May 1, 2010

crispy

it's already starting to get retardedly hot in the house... i can tell already i'm going to have a hissy fit or breakdown and pay a friend to help me set up the huge a/c i have in my window.

i do keep in mind if i over talk something it falls flat... but i have been making myself cook a lot more. which is amazing for me because i've been such a swinging bachelor with meals. i've looked in the fridge and only seen 2 types of mustard, aged cheddar [2 year minimum PLEASE] and a brita water jug. at least i always seem to have crackers to pair with the cheese and mustard.

the new roommate is trying to eat well after a very organic and earthy diet during a 2 month trip to Hobbit Land. aka New Zealand. not that we're being insanely good... i drank a can of pop today and she had what can only be described as a catastrophic amount of corn nuts. it really helps that she works in a fancy-tits restaurant and i attempt to woo her from being reluctant to try my cooking. i'm rather bad with getting a few things down pat and then not straying too far so i'm taking the all of 3 seconds needed to look up shit that i think is tasty and do a check to see what's in the fridge.

currently i have a total bug up my ass to make apple crisp but feel like it's going to get swamp ass hot in the kitchen if i turn the oven on. cool air is pouring into the windows that we were clever enough to get open so a few more bowls, a couple more pints of water and maybe it'll be go time... although i'm thinking i might chicken out and just open a can of rice pudding and add some cinnamon & mango slices. mmm... bland. my kind of dessert.

veggies? i guess.

i've been having a decidedly stripped down version of meals since i've been sick. the idea of eating food hasn't exactly been appealing... but probably because my body assumes i'm going to stick garbage into it. beyond just trying to eat well to feed my internal furnace something useful, it's just been cheaper. it also helps that my current roommate will make a meal if i selectively leave shit out that can be strung together for a meal. i don't mind doing the dishes when i get food out of it. so it's been little things like veggie curry, lentils, couscous and other stupid hippy shit that normally bores me. but since i've felt blah over all it doesn't disturb me to have it.
coming back from a cupboard stock-up trip from The Good Grocery Store i realized i didn't pick up a single item of meat. it was a long. long way from vegan but definitely vegetarian. i'm a strict omnivore. i believe that if you eat one type of meat you eat it all. no picking & choosing based on how cute the items was prior too being killed. meat is meat is meat, right?
i really feel that if people eat meat they should know how it dies. growing up around farming activities i know one thing for certain, they don't tickle them to death.
i have been puttering around with some vegan meals but more for simplicity of creation instead of something healthy. cheese is something i think about, nay, dream about on a regular basis. i'm very serious. a life without cheese if beyond my understanding. i understand the many reasons why someone could easily decline consuming it, but nothing i want to experience first hand.
all i know is that i'm sick with a cold on top of getting over a nasty case of shingles. it's almost like my immune system has tanked...oh right.