Nice - last year is the only year I have ever cooked a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. Usually, as with most holidays, I used the time off to experiment with my international meals. I'm not sure where that's going to go now that I'll be living with other people. If they want me to continue, I look forward to play with modifying international meals for special diets.
Tell me how it turns out (looks like the California trip is paying off.)
I'll go one better and feed you some when you visit. It's cooking right now and smells wonderful. The rice includes lentils, apricots, raisins, almonds and a bunch of various spices. I really do not particularly enjoy cooking, but I do appreciate the results.
Good luck with that whole living with other people thing... it's an art I never really did manage to master.
For me, enjoying cooking is enjoying the results. I consume while I cook - if not with my mouth, then with my nose and eyes, ears and hands.
Living with, in that household, involves a good bit of solitude - everybody seems to have their own lives. I'm a loner myself but the isolation I have now is far too austere. I will enjoy being-with for a change.
As far as being switched at birth, I was raised in MI and I love the cold, and hate the heat. My sister on the other hand is always cold, and hates winter. I have two different friends from MN who are the same way. It always floors me when they start shivering when temps are in the 50's.
I used to freak out the neighbors up in MI when I would trot out to get the mail in my bare feet in the snow.
Heh, believe it or not, I come from a poor family and money and I have never had a close relationship. When I started to high school, I couldn't immediately afford tennis shoes, so, for most of that winter, I dressed out in bare feet, and back then there would be frost flowers on the ground. It didn't really bother me nearly as much as it did the coaches. Of course, back then, folks weren't nearly as safety conscious as they are now and they let me do it.
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Tell me how it turns out (looks like the California trip is paying off.)
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Good luck with that whole living with other people thing... it's an art I never really did manage to master.
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For me, enjoying cooking is enjoying the results. I consume while I cook - if not with my mouth, then with my nose and eyes, ears and hands.
Living with, in that household, involves a good bit of solitude - everybody seems to have their own lives. I'm a loner myself but the isolation I have now is far too austere. I will enjoy being-with for a change.
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I used to freak out the neighbors up in MI when I would trot out to get the mail in my bare feet in the snow.
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