Thinking About Food

Kimchee and Portuguese Sausage Omelette
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I think my stomach chose to upload this picture today.

I'm hungry. And I'm bored with the food I have to eat. It's all carb-a-licious, but in a really boring way. Bread, brown rice, lentils, ramen, granola. Hard to get excited about eating the same things day in and day out, but it's what my wallet will allow, and it makes for easy meals during the work week.

Oh, but I dream of exciting things like this kimchee and portuguese sausage omelette that I had in Hawaii. I saw it on the menu, thought, "That sounds like it could be terrible. I'll try it!" And you know what? It was awesome, of course. The kimchee was slightly spicy and the tang hit my tongue in just the right spot. The sausage had a spice of its own, but it mellowed out the sourness of the kimchee perfectly. Drooling a little just thinking about it.

However, by the end of the trip I was very tired of eating out. I was tired of staring at menus and trying to choose something to eat. I was tired of not knowing what the line cook was cooking my food in or on or with. I wanted my own preparations. That's a good sign, I suppose. It means that I have some skill in the kitchen, right? Or that I, at least, like the taste of my own cooking. And that's all that matters.

Coney Island

Coney Island
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The corn dog was the best part of the day. I only had three dollars, but I had to get something from the original Nathan's. And that something had to be a corn dog. I haven't had a corn dog (corndog?) in years; probably not since the last Minnesota State Fair I attended. It was gooooood, too.

More photos from the day are on my Flickr page. Go there.

A head's up: this blog will be changing. I'm not sure how just yet, but there will be a bookmark change - that is, if you've bookmarked me. So, yeah. Keep an eye out for that. No worries: I'll still be blogging and posting photos. I just need to make some changes.

Every Morning

Every Morning
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I'm a coffee addict. Admitted, confessed, totally come clean. I LOVE to drink coffee. I love the smell, the heat, and the action of it. I suppose it's the same for cigarette addicts: the chemicals are only a small part of the experience of smoking a cigarette. The rest of the activity is just as addictive.

I have a day off today. That means I run around doing all the things I don't do when I have to work later. For instance, today I'll be attending a workshop for actors looking for side work. Maybe they'll give me some ideas.

I also have to attend a diversity training class at my part-time job. *gag* I know it's important, but corporate diversity training classes tend to be...lame. (See: "Diversity Day" episode of The Office.) I believe this one is simply a matter of compliance with federal blah dee blahs. We sign in, watch a video, and leave. "Hooray. I am now extremely knowledgeable about workplace diversity and will never offend anyone ever again. This 30-minute video has given me the tools I need to succeed in my diversification endeavors." 

Went to a free concert in Central Park yesterday. It was good to get out of the house, even if it drizzled on us most of the time. I'm just glad we didn't get the brunt of the storm, because there sure were some yellows and reds on the radar passing just south of the city. We simply enjoyed the benefits: an afternoon high of 77 degrees. Haven't experienced that since June, or maybe even May. And it seems to be lingering today. Rockin.

D'oh!

D'oh!
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

When one must choose between groceries this week and wearing that disposable pair of contacts for a couple weeks longer than advised, or buying new contacts and trying to stuff oneself with the free meal at work to avoid buying groceries, spilled food feels like a major tragedy.

Waiting

Waiting
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I declined taking a shower today. Know why? Because the gas is still off and I didn't want to take a freezing cold shower. Yeah, I'm a little grody. But I doused myself with Honeysuckle body splash and kept moving.

Book recommendation for this month: by George by Wesley Stace. Charming. Reminds me of a movie whose title I can't remember right now (a coming-of-age film about a Scottish boy). It was a slow starter: wasn't sure I liked it in the first 50 pages. I'm hooked now.

Weather: cloudy and humid.

I don't know what to call this one

I don't know what to call this one
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I eat eggs for breakfast almost every day. I use the same plate and fork. I always add salt and black pepper. The only variation is whether or not I add green pepper and/or onion. And that depends on whether or not I've chopped anything in the past week.

I finally chopped some onion and green pepper today.

Work today.

We're in between thunderstorms.

Space Saver

Space Saver
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I felt smart when I bought this collapsible colander/cutting board combo. I felt chic. I felt like I could be a contributor on a trendy design blog.

I just used it for the first time and I think I might have squealed with glee. Just a little bit.  I probably said, "Would you look at that!" several times, grinning at the new-fangled contraption, mouth agape.  A "How do they come up with these things" may have slipped out.  I can't say for sure.   

I cooked dinner!

And no, it wasn't the frozen "just pop it in the microwave" kind of dinners. I made stir fry with chicken, cabbage, zucchini, yellow squash, onions, celery and red bell pepper. Sesame oil, sea salt, pepper, and granulated garlic were my only spices. No butter. Go me!