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Jun. 21st, 2002
And in THIS corner...
Jun. 21st, 2002 10:38 pmI like watching James & Malcolm squabble. It's funny.
That's why, at PRIMEDIA, I will arrange a cage match for them. It will amuse me.
That's why, at PRIMEDIA, I will arrange a cage match for them. It will amuse me.
Room #2: The Kitchen
Jun. 21st, 2002 10:53 pmYou know, I like to cook. A fair bit.
I'm a simple man. But once I learn how to do something well, I stick with it.
Cindy & I, for example, will get a roast chicken from the store once a week. We eat half of it for diner, and use the rest for either Chicken ala Elvis or just curry that sucker up.
Nice, simple. I'm perfectly happy with our kitchen as it stands. We've got the tools, we've got enough space, and...
Ah, fuck it. Who am I kidding? It's too small, she won't let me set up a prep station next to the damn stove, and the can opener is loose.
First off: An island. I want an island in the middle of the kitchen. With a stovetop. Maybe an oven. I'd need to think about it. Around it will sit a concrete shelf. There's a guy in the states who does concrete countertops. They're gorgeous. You can cut on them until you die, and they just need to be wiped off.
The knives? Maybe three or four. A big one, a small one, a boning knife, a bread knife... Mabye a huge butcher knife to wag at intruders in my kitchen.
Other toys? Hmm. A microwave is vital. If only for popcorn. Although it's good in a pot, too. A dishwasher, cause I'm sick of the arguments over when I'm going to do the dishes. Maybe a rotisserie in the oven. Nah, definitely a rotisserie in the oven. Although I'm considering a Showtime Rotisserie grill. Those rock.
Set it, and Forget it!
A bread maker? Or will I just bake bread the old fashined way?
My favourite recipe, btw, is chicken & apple stew. I'd been making it without apple butter for the longest time, then I made it with it. Man, it took something good and made it great.
I've started keeping a dietary diary, in order to help my doctor decide how I can drop 80 pounds or so.
I'm a simple man. But once I learn how to do something well, I stick with it.
Cindy & I, for example, will get a roast chicken from the store once a week. We eat half of it for diner, and use the rest for either Chicken ala Elvis or just curry that sucker up.
Nice, simple. I'm perfectly happy with our kitchen as it stands. We've got the tools, we've got enough space, and...
Ah, fuck it. Who am I kidding? It's too small, she won't let me set up a prep station next to the damn stove, and the can opener is loose.
First off: An island. I want an island in the middle of the kitchen. With a stovetop. Maybe an oven. I'd need to think about it. Around it will sit a concrete shelf. There's a guy in the states who does concrete countertops. They're gorgeous. You can cut on them until you die, and they just need to be wiped off.
The knives? Maybe three or four. A big one, a small one, a boning knife, a bread knife... Mabye a huge butcher knife to wag at intruders in my kitchen.
Other toys? Hmm. A microwave is vital. If only for popcorn. Although it's good in a pot, too. A dishwasher, cause I'm sick of the arguments over when I'm going to do the dishes. Maybe a rotisserie in the oven. Nah, definitely a rotisserie in the oven. Although I'm considering a Showtime Rotisserie grill. Those rock.
Set it, and Forget it!
A bread maker? Or will I just bake bread the old fashined way?
My favourite recipe, btw, is chicken & apple stew. I'd been making it without apple butter for the longest time, then I made it with it. Man, it took something good and made it great.
I've started keeping a dietary diary, in order to help my doctor decide how I can drop 80 pounds or so.
