I decided I'm lazy. I never cook anymore since I think "oh well what's the point of cooking for one?" Also, on the road I live off granola bars and hummus, so why shouldn't I at home? Well, I'm sick of eating miscellaneous snack items for every meal or ordering out, so I'm cooking again. Two nights ago, I made some Thai turkey burgers that turned out really well, though the tomato on my bun was slightly mealy. They were tangy, juicy, tender, and all sorts of other delicious things. Last night, I decided to make tofu parmesan. The description of the recipe says "a delicious alternative to the family favourite" or something like that, to which I said "what the hell is ____ parmesan? I've never had anything like this in my life". So apparently whatever-it-normally-is parmesan wasn't a favourite in my family. In any event, I made it. It had tofu slices in bread crumbs and parmesan cheese, baked for a bit, then put in a casserole dish with some pasta sauce (that happened to have a nice kick in it, which, in my opinion, made the whole dish) and then topped with more sauce, mozza, parm, parsley and the leftover bread crumbs. Baked for a while, then broiled for a few minutes, and voila. It was really good. As I was making it, I thought to myself "you know, I don't think I'm going to like this", and the whole reason I chose to make it was because I had some tofu, and wanted to get rid of it before it went nasty. But in the end, I liked it a lot, and so did Matt. It's really nice to date someone who's slightly adventurous in their eating habits, since I am as well. One of the things I like the most about eating is trying new things, going to different restaurants, eating "ethnic" foods, and cooking with different ingredients. He pretty much likes anything, and basically just appreciates that he has some kind of food to eat, so he likes it when I cook too. (And by "likes it when I cook", I mean the whole two times I've cooked since I've known him).
I'm leaving for the weekend, get back Sunday at midnight, and then leave again on Monday for three days, so I'm going to be tired. And it sucks. Oh well. I love my job......... right???