Playing HostessPosted: December 2, 2010
I love to eat. I think we’ve established this fairly well, however, I’d much rather cook for other people.
I don’t know how much you can call chopping veggies and warming tortillas cooking, but an impromptu taco night with the forever roomie was a perfect way to spend last night.
She’s moving home in two weeks, and I’m gonna miss this girl terribly – after living together for two years, she doesn’t even bat an eyelash at my patented Faith stupidity…like when I misplaced my can opener and had to dig into the can of vegetarian refried beans with a knife and a random pointy kitchen appliance of indeterminable origin.
I can be a bit speshul at times 😉
Leftovers made a perfect lunch bowl this afternoon…
But then again, what isn’t perfect when covered in hot sauce?
Oh yeah. My shirt. I’m gonna have to go change that before I head back to work!