My Burgeoning Culinary Skills
Anyone who knows me can testify that I’m a terrible cook. Or actually, it’s much worse than that: I don’t cook. I simply don’t do it.
But things’ve changed. With no TV or Web connection in my apartment, I’ve been forced to find new sources of amusement. Thus, my culinary skills are burgeoning of late. My friend Chris. D., who really knows his way around a kitchen, visited last month and showed me a thing or two. And I’ve been experimenting on my own, as well.
My most recent masterpieces include guacamole; a salad featuing tomatoes and cucumbers and onions and olive oil and balsamic vinagrette; pasta sauce from scratch (shocker: not from a bottle!); a burrito containing rice and beans and green and red peppers and other good stuff; and the other night, I delved into the world of puddings. Believe it. Up next: gardening. And then possibly knitting. I am truly a Twenty-First Century Man.