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Cooking Fail
Nov. 30th, 2009 05:12 pmDangitall, my family gets tuna casserole tonight, and they can either eat it or make their own damn dinner. I was going to get all fancy up in our new cookbooks, but after about twenty-five minutes alternately leafing through one of them and staring at a single page therein, I realized that fancy meals were not going to happen tonight. As it was, I had to give myself a pep talk to even get through making the casserole, since I felt my level of food-prepping energy was more along the lines of:
1. Buy pizza bagel
2. Eat pizza bagel*
Maybe I should invest in some serious cooked spinach or raisins as a side, because this lack of energy is getting rather troublesome.
At least my pep talk to myself consists of chanting "Out of ze vay! Out of ze vay! I kyan do zis! I kyan do zis!" There's nothing like the image of Pavel Andreyevich "Hoozum Wuzzum" Chekov scampering down a starship corridor to perk one up.
*Pizza bagels are not, strictly speaking, part of the optimal PCOS-oriented tailored-for-insulin-resistance low-GI diet, but I reserve the right to a Captain Barbossa approach to diet plans, and anyway they are fucking delicious.
1. Buy pizza bagel
2. Eat pizza bagel*
Maybe I should invest in some serious cooked spinach or raisins as a side, because this lack of energy is getting rather troublesome.
At least my pep talk to myself consists of chanting "Out of ze vay! Out of ze vay! I kyan do zis! I kyan do zis!" There's nothing like the image of Pavel Andreyevich "Hoozum Wuzzum" Chekov scampering down a starship corridor to perk one up.
*Pizza bagels are not, strictly speaking, part of the optimal PCOS-oriented tailored-for-insulin-resistance low-GI diet, but I reserve the right to a Captain Barbossa approach to diet plans, and anyway they are fucking delicious.
