Well, that’s not entirely true. What day is it? Wednesday. On Monday, we went grocery shopping, and Mr. Pea really wanted tacos. We made some with turkey and a packet o’ seasoning and box o’ shells, as I was too tired to find my recipe for spice mix. We also made a box of rice to go with it. So, as you can see, our cooking wasn’t terribly ambitious. Then yesterday I spent all morning waiting around the doctor’s office for my three-minute appointment (know what happens when you type all day and sew all night? Your wrists hate you), so then I took myself out to lunch. This isn’t something I think I’ve ever really done. I’ve bought myself all manner of sandwiches, sure, and slices of pizza, but yesterday I actually went to a little restaurant with waiters and everything and sat for a while, letting them bring me lunch. It was kind of fun! I sat at Bangkok Bistro, a hole in the wall in Cleveland Circle, in the Brighton section of Boston, and read my book (Daughter of Fortune by Isabelle Allende, in case you’re interested). I had a pad thai combo plate, which included some very spicy soup I couldn’t finish, delicious pad thai, and ok spring rolls. I like my rolls with more stuff–these mainly had mung sprouts, those tiny tiny rice noodly things. I even got to watch a car accident, which, you know, was interesting. But I was stuffed all day, and poor Mr. Pea had to get takeout for dinner. At 8:30 or so I finally ate a bowl of cereal. So, yeah, no cooking there, either. But tonight I plan to cook! I’m hoping to make a new tofu dish–something that’s not just a stir-fry. So we shall see how that goes.
Well, I guess that’s enough rambling for now. I am *thiiis* close to finishing my dissertation, so I should probably go back to that, eh? Unless you want to finish it for me. I’ll take any offers at this point!
