Drat. I was going to make a pizza for tonight, but it turned out the cheese had gone bad. Of course I didn’t check this until after I’d already rolled out a piece of dough and put sauce on it. If I actually knew something about cooking maybe I could’ve made something tasty out of that, but I was like, screw it, I’ve got pasta in the fridge.
So since I had a half-full trash bag with scary cheese waiting in it, I decided what the hell, let’s fill it up with other stuff that’s been hanging around the fridge being forgotten – that bottle of OJ from when I was sick in fall, some milk from whoknows when, an elderly tomato quietly turning to slush, and so on. And threw that all in the dumpster out back.
I really need to get into the habit of making sure all my ingredients are good to go BEFORE I start making a pizza. Usually I can just run out to Safeway if I need something, but tonight, unsurprisingly, they were closed.
Other than that my day mostly consisted of mooning about the house failing to apply myself to working on something that’s been stuck at like 90% done for months. No Christmas stuff, I’d gone down to New Orleans just last week since I like to avoid the seasonal travel rush to some degree if possible, and I didn’t go chasing after any kind of invites to whatever my local friends might have been doing.
And now my pasta’s done.
Feel free to enjoy this seasonal cartoon.