Cranky. Old. Man?

Last bit about Arizona, promise. XD

( food of which I partook )

( the most awesome of the pictures )

There is nothing I am more hedonistic about than food.

I am somewhat particular; not one of those "can eat anything" types, but very certainly not the white bread type. Being of the more Eastern European descent, I can't eat food that's... bland. While salt tends to fix a lot of things, I much prefer paprikas and garlics; if I don't need a mint by the end of the meal, it's bland. XD My favorite little cafe in town has a creole/cajun bent, which is most excellent, because that's another group that believes in strong flavors. Hell, they make me like seafood, and the only other way I'll eat it is, well, in sushi.

This comes up because I decided to go sit in the cafe today, and read my Joyce and generally behave hedonistically. This meant the worlds' most flavorful steak wrap (aka: the reason I can't go to "Mexican" restaurant and order a beef wrap without some sighing) which balances the peppers and tomatoes and actually puts a sauce in as well as doing the well-done just right... I had a very nice lunch, basically. My wallet feels it, but this is the first day I've felt hungry since getting sick, which means I need to reward my returning appetite.

I need to get some more cooking skills, because I quite adore food--I just get caught up in things and don't want to prepare it. Since I've managed to train myself to keep things generally clean (this was a rather hard habit to change, I am scatterbrained and sort of always doing five billion things at once), I figure this year would be a good time to train myself to not always fall back on food prepared by other people. I won't have a normal meal plan this year (or a kitchen of my own, but one will be nearby), so I suppose this is the best time for that. I recall when I lived out in Dayton by myself I was pretty good with feeding myself, but college makes one lazy. XD

In other news, no one is at work today and thus I have not been hassled. Considering that I've gotten more done than just about anyone else and managed a vacation in the middle, I think I've earned back my "girl gets shit done" title. About damn time, it was really starting to irk me. I am not Scotty. I am not a miracle worker.

I'm also going to see an old friend of mine on Friday, which is exciting. I'm bringing her kid some books. Since everyone I knew from way back is married or spawned. Ha, I'm getting old.

Also, phoenixmonthly should be coming out soon! I think we finally have an idea of what's involved, which is good. Look for it on Monday or sooner!

~Cendri