So I've been in Ireland for over a week now and I've experienced quite a bit. First and foremost, I'm learning how to "cook".
Luckily, my roommate Meg is an expert chef. I witnessed her make chicken and sauteed vegetables without blinking an eye. But unfortunately, I cannot say the same for myself.
So, after spending my first few nights feasting on raw vegetables and wheat bread (not even toasted) I decided give cooking a go.
Don't get too excited, though.
When I say cooking I don't mean combining ingredients and using actual skill. I simply mean boiling pasta and vegetables and "seasoning" my creation with some spicy mustard.
I even heated up some chicken curry soup from a can tonight (delicious by the way). And that's about it.
However, after watching Meg cook with the greatest of ease and even helping her a few times, I feel like I'm starting to overcome my fear of the kitchen.
I've realized that, like any good project it's all about experimentation and creativity.
There are no "wrong turns" or "epic fails" when it comes to cooking, even if the fire alarm goes off. It can all be fixed with some spicy mustard.
I intend to keep in mind next time I am too intimidated to walk down the spices & seasonings aisle at Tesco.
That's all for now. Wish I could type more but my eyes are getting heavy.
Can't wait for my birthday tomorrow (21st)! So excited! We are going out for a pint!
Cheers!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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