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amulAs I've often said, the thing that irritates me most about living alone is that I have to choose what I'm going to eat, three meals a day, every day, without any input, all by myself.
I am so utterly sick of my usual breakfast options.
I typically have eggs, usually an omlette with onions, tomatoes, cheese and one of two sets of spices. Sometimes I eat it as a sandwich. Sometimes, I'll eat it with bacon or sausage. Occasionally, I have cereal instead. In the winter, I might make myself a bowl of cream of wheat. Pancakes generally take too long, and there's no way to mix together a small enough batch.
I'm pretty sick of lunch, too, which usually consists of a deli-meat sandwich.
Dinner, I'm still doing okay on. I have time to cook properly for dinner, and so a much larger variety of options is available to me. The other two meals, though, I need to make quickly, so as not to get lost in the act of cooking and waste my day.
Any suggestions?
As I spend more time hanging out with the Chicago Crew, and all those herbivores in Pgh, it occurs to me that I am not as omnivorous as I always claimed to be. I've always said that it makes little difference to me if I eat meat or vegetables, so long as it tastes good. But I've noticed lately that I tend to choose meat.
On the other hand, maybe this is just some subconscious attempt to please the girl I'm infatuated with, the Radiant Idol which I praise from....well, not afar. More like from the other side of the couch. I'm not such a sad sap that I'd change my eating habits for a girl, but there's no denying that the smallest comment RI makes lingers in my head for hours.
*sigh* Enough of this sappy romanticism. It feeds the soul but denies the flesh. It's been nearly a month since the red-head from my birthday told me to wait a month before hitting on her. I think it's time to head to a certain pub....
I am so utterly sick of my usual breakfast options.
I typically have eggs, usually an omlette with onions, tomatoes, cheese and one of two sets of spices. Sometimes I eat it as a sandwich. Sometimes, I'll eat it with bacon or sausage. Occasionally, I have cereal instead. In the winter, I might make myself a bowl of cream of wheat. Pancakes generally take too long, and there's no way to mix together a small enough batch.
I'm pretty sick of lunch, too, which usually consists of a deli-meat sandwich.
Dinner, I'm still doing okay on. I have time to cook properly for dinner, and so a much larger variety of options is available to me. The other two meals, though, I need to make quickly, so as not to get lost in the act of cooking and waste my day.
Any suggestions?
As I spend more time hanging out with the Chicago Crew, and all those herbivores in Pgh, it occurs to me that I am not as omnivorous as I always claimed to be. I've always said that it makes little difference to me if I eat meat or vegetables, so long as it tastes good. But I've noticed lately that I tend to choose meat.
On the other hand, maybe this is just some subconscious attempt to please the girl I'm infatuated with, the Radiant Idol which I praise from....well, not afar. More like from the other side of the couch. I'm not such a sad sap that I'd change my eating habits for a girl, but there's no denying that the smallest comment RI makes lingers in my head for hours.
*sigh* Enough of this sappy romanticism. It feeds the soul but denies the flesh. It's been nearly a month since the red-head from my birthday told me to wait a month before hitting on her. I think it's time to head to a certain pub....
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Date: 9 Jul 2005 21:22 (UTC)I hear you on the "not worth it for one". Even on the weekend, I generally don't get fancy because it just isn't worth it to go to a lot of trouble to cook for just me.