Posts Tagged ‘cooking



I’ve found that I enjoy coming home from work and cooking — which means cooking up a storm around 1 a.m. It’s much more relaxing than waking up, hitting the gym, trying to each lunch and then cook for the night. This could be the start of a new trend.

Now, cooking is something I love to do, but for some reason, I never indulged too much into it. (At one point, mom tried to push me to go to culinary school — which I’d love to do, if I were independently wealthy so I could play and wouldn’t have to actually earn a living as a chef.) I mean, I learned the staples from my grandma. I learned a bunch of family recipes (and if you’ve ever had my chicken soup, you can’t go back to anything manufactured) — but things like different, tasty ways to cook fish, pork and chicken? Not really on the agenda. This is all new territory for me.

Some friends have also given me some new recipes to try. I can’t wait to try the Jamaican pork and the mango chicken. And making food in bulk for the week — why did I never think of this before? I mean, I remember reading about it, but I was always like, “Pfffft. That’s dumb.” But now that I’m more pressed for time than ever, it makes a hectic life much more manageable and leaves me far less tempted to stray into the land of restaurant food.

Oh my kitchen … renovations may come faster to you than anticipated.


Domestnisity Day

Yesterday, I decided I wanted to make some needed changes in La Casa de Tres. What that translates to is that I wanted to actually put up some Christmas decor and get into the Christmas swing of things.

However, being a stereotypical nerd bachelor, my house has been a disaster area for quite some time. And you know, those damn shoe elves aren’t coming in and taking care of my messes at night while I’m at work or asleep. I’m filing a grievence with their union.

In other words, I have a lot of work in front of me.

But the other thing about any Domestnisity Day — invariably I find myself cooking up a storm.

It seems kind of contrarian to create more dishes while you’re attempting to clean, but for me, it’s part of the process. Work all day, eat a great meal at the end. Bizarre logic, I know, but it works for me. And what am I making for tonight’s dinner? Lasagna.

Lasagna is one of those meals I love to make because it’s so versatile. There is no right way to make it — just ways that you are used to and ways that you aren’t.  Today’s will be pretty basic — hamburger and maybe some pepperoni — but others have included bacon, sausage, hard-boiled eggs (sliced), multiple cheeses, mushrooms and homemade meatballs. Some scoff at me for going overboard (*cough* Mike *cough*), but some days you just gotta break up the status quo.

The other thing about D-Day — I break out the big band music and just have it going all day. Now, this is a relatively new thing, but doing so makes me feel like my grandma is here with me, cooking, cleaning and being the domestic goddess that she was. I used to always put on classical music as I cooked, but big band just feels more fun — there’s more energy and it just feels more positive. I especially love the old Frank Sinatra/Bing Crosby Christmas songs, so it’s almost like a two-fer today. Again, some of my friends started giving me flak for this relatively new trend (funny to hear them call me “old” and “responsible” now — I still maintain that when I’m the voice of reason, that’s the time to be concerned), but I don’t care. I think it’s awesome.

Of course, it’ll seem extra special if I actually get done with everything I want to do AND manage to decorate for Christmas. I want to grab the DVD set of the Christmas stop-action shows I’ve seen at Sam’s Club, and fully intend to watch them while sprawled out on the LoveSac under several layers of afghans, all fat and happy in a relatively clean house.

Then, if I don’t fall asleep, I’ll grab a beer and play Fallout 3 next to a gently rolling fire, in the warm glow of twinkling Christmas lights. Killing Super Mutants will never have felt more right.

Well, time to get this grand plan underway. Those damn elves have shown that they’re completely unreliable.

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