Just as Americans began to mourn their favorite culinary personality, the Pantless Chef, he makes a comeback post of... epic... proportions... wait, did I just make Mac'n'Cheese? I guess I did. It's not so much... macaroni and cheese as it is: mix of every dry pasta I have left and cheese. It was pretty delicious.
I cooked it in a rice cooker, which'll probably leave a horrible mess to clean up, but I'm getting drunk. I don't work tomorrow... so drinking: yay. A little bit of bourbon, mac'n'cheese and Muddy Waters. So fun. So, I'll forget about the mess until I wake up hungover tomorrow, so I'm cool.
I cooked some pasta in the rice cooker, then put a ton of cheese, butter and milk in.
I'm gonna try to keep this blog up, but... I don't know for how long. With cooking being such a communal endeavor, I can't see how I can keep this up too long without a communal feel. I made three servings of mac'n'cheese for myself. I had to throw away a ton of rice, today, too. Cause I made enough for multiple people, and multiple people aren't eating my food anymore. I'm hoping I can get some kitchen time with a friend of mine tomorrow, but she's insisting on cooking FOR me. But, I really want to cook for someone, again. I've gotten better with sharing kitchens, too. But, I hate cooking for myself, I'd much rather eat $1 frozen dinners if I'm
going to be alone and then spend $20 a night on bourbon. But, you know, I've been told I have to learn to love myself before I can truly love another. I don't know what to say to that, most of the time.
I'm rambling like a buzzed guy at the bar who hasn't talked to anyone in a while. Enjoy your night, kids. I'll be back up with another post, soon, I hope.
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