Friday, August 27, 2004

crunchy taters

Well, today was officially my first day on my own, cooking alone, living...alone. Can you tell I'm a bit lonely? It was fine for a bit when Rachel came by and dropped off her stuff, it was nice seeing her again. We chatted about lots of things, I showed her the awesome bowls and such I bought at the little Japanese town just outside of Manhattan. Right now she's off celebrating her boyfriend's birthday. I felt very much like a mom when they were leaving - I turned around and said to them, "Have fun," while I was busy chopping vegetables. The only thing I'm missing is an apron - speaking of aprons, I did, in fact forget an apron. Oh well, I'll just be a super careful cooker. I also forgot an umbrella, hopefully it won't rain too much, or maybe I can beg Rachel to give me a ride to Kohls (or some umbrella selling place) .
So as part of my settling in experience, I tried to make potato salad. Usually my potato salads come out well. For some reason the potatos tricked me though. I boiled them for around 20 minutes, did a "stick the fork in and see if it's done" test, and it came out well. They were all well-done like when I was dicing them, but now? They seemed to have crisped up. Poo. I wonder what I'm going to do with them now...Maybe I can try to resurrect them, but I can't think of anything that would render them cooked and tasty...well, maybe I could try adding tomatoes....maybe...though I don't actually own any tomatoes at the moment. That's something I need to go out and buy. And vinegar - I didn't have vinegar - that might be a reason why the potatos are causing me such culinary anguish. I doubt it though...ah well...at least the boiled eggs came out just as perfectly as they always do when I cook them.
I also washed the dishes many many times today out of sheer boredom. My parents would be ecstatic to hear I've washed all the dishes. Then they'll ask me, "How come you never wash the dishes when you're at home?"
Strangely, I don't feel like ever eating another potato again. Except I think I ought to give them another chance. Perhaps I'll experiment with my medium rare potato salad tomorrow, or try frying some potatoes and onions like my mom does - for that though, I really need an apron...Maybe I'll go bother Rachel...

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