Wednesday, June 13th, 2007

afuna: Cat under a blanket. Text: "Cats are just little people with Fur and Fangs" (Default)
Breakfast today was an experiment with scrambled eggs.

Take:
Two eggs
One tiny onion
Slice of cheese cut into tiny chunks
Milk
One inexperienced cook

And you get slightly burnt, but still tasty scrambled eggs. They might not even be burnt, just browner on the bottom than I'm used to.

I am beginning to feel slightly more confident about cooking. I'm certainly no master chef, and I have no plans to be, but I think I'll soon be able to cook well enough to satisfy myself.

Never tried chopping onions before. My eyes still sting, but they make the egg so much better, it's worth it. I forgot to add salt, but it wasn't too bland because of the cheese. Should have used more cheese though. I added a tiny dollop of ketchup to sweeten things, and everything was just right.

I'll have to poke around the refrigerator tomorrow and see what else I can chop up and put into scrambled eggs. Even better idea: I'll have to poke around the refrigerator tomorrow and see what I can cook that isn't scrambled eggs.

One thing I have learned: much of cooking (e.g. beating eggs) requires a strong wrist.

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Wednesday, June 13th, 2007 06:33 am
afuna: Cat under a blanket. Text: "Cats are just little people with Fur and Fangs" (Default)
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Wednesday, June 13th, 2007 08:32 pm
afuna: Cat under a blanket. Text: "Cats are just little people with Fur and Fangs" (naked time)
I feel mildly disoriented -- my time sense is definitely screwed up. I thought it was past midnight (around two am, maybe), so I got up, took a bath, and brushed my teeth.

Just as I exited the bathroom, my brother poked his head into my room and told me it was dinner time. Hello, seven thirty pm! No wonder I felt hungry (as if I hadn't had dinner tonight).