Kept going back and forth as to whether i should cook this weekend. Saturday afternoon rolls around. Everyone i know seems to be doing something productive.
Loneliness hits. Boredom hits. Sometimes i can't tell which is which.
I must produce! (And it is not gonna be an heir!) For if i don't, my existence means nothing!
Threw in a couple of new ingredients just to variate.
Getting the timing right still stresses me out. With nine ingredients it gets tricky. Hey, i'm just an amateur...
But sometimes i want it all. Even if i cook it all to death. Probably symbolic and parallel to life somehow.
Even after reluctant sampling (and i love curry!) i'm left with six quarts! I am fucked!
That's what you get for wanting it all...
My apartment smells like curry. I smell like curry. Yum! : )
And playing "All By Myself" by Eric Carmen and "Goodbye Girl" by David Gates during the creation process probably says something about me. I'm not gonna venture.
1 comment:
I LOVE curry. Yours looks delicious. I cheat and use Cuury paste, but I wish I had the patience to make it from scratch. I have tried it, but it never tastes right.
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