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Whoooosh. [Feb. 21st, 2010|02:09 pm]
Marissa Lingen
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The problem with being this level of tired is that I am convinced I am going to forget stuff even if I don't have any evidence that I will. I am writing stuff down that does not need writing down, or does not usually need writing down.

Anyway, I'm very pleased with the meal I've thought of and halfway put together to feed the godkids and porphyrin and Mike tonight, but I'm a little alarmed that it seems to use all the food in the house. Here is what is in my produce drawers now: one partial head iceberg lettuce, one partial bag pearl onions. That is it. When I smelled the csabai and the gruyere together, I thought, "Oh yes, this is going to be the best mac 'n' cheese ever." I'm just a little taken aback at the number of things that went in it or its accompanying salad, and at the emptying whoooosh of the fridge and pantry. So it's a very good thing they have stores to fix this problem. Because wow.

Usually I say I've bought all the food in the world (or, these days, sent timprov to do so), so I suppose it was bound to balance out somehow.

Just think if I had energy! Then there would be wild rice pudding or who knows what. But it turns out the godkids like ice cream, so that's all right.
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[User Picture]From: gauroth
2010-02-22 01:49 am (UTC)
That sounds to me like a wonderful, delicious meal. Though be it understood, I am now catering for a strict vegetarian, and I refuse to cook two separate meals more than once a week (Saturday night, 'cos that's when we open a bottle of wine) and I'm also in a permanent mood of 'let's eat comfort food like what my mum cooked, I know, we'll have pasta.'

Nom-nom-nom. One's family should be grateful for whatever arrives on their dinner-plates, sez I.
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[User Picture]From: mrissa
2010-02-22 03:59 am (UTC)
In fact, porphyrin said it was just exactly right, so I am receiving gratitude for what arrived on their dinner plates, and there was much rejoicing.
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[User Picture]From: dichroic
2010-02-22 05:05 am (UTC)
That sounds wonderful.

The first few days we were there, Simbambili Lodge served us what strikes me as the Platonic ideal of a lunch: they'd bring out a plate with Various Stuff on it, two of everything since there were two of us. At different times it included venison samosas; chicken skewers; butternut squash fritters; salad of mangoes, kiwis, and scallions that somehow wasn't too sweet; meatballs; and I don't know what all else. There was copious use of puff pastry and phyllo dough, along with so much feta cheese that I suspect they have a local supplier. (Only problem was, the afternoon game drive was an hour after lunch - my gut's touchy so I had to go a bit light on all that food.) It all left me very disinclined to return home where no one else cooks for us.

I think the solution is for me to decide that was the Platonic Ideal of a lunch *out*. Yesterday I made a pot of chili for us to eat the next few weeknights, and that will be a different sort of just right.
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[User Picture]From: mrissa
2010-02-22 12:49 pm (UTC)
My aunt calls the latter category "plannedovers," because they're not just left over, you planned them that way.
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[User Picture]From: dichroic
2010-02-22 01:03 pm (UTC)
That sounds like a good name for something i ought to do more often. (We didn't even have the chili Sunday, because we had time to cook that night.) It's especially something I ought to plan for int he near future when I'm cooking for one.
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