Let’s see, it’s a blustery Wednesday evening. It’s cold. It’s blustery. It’s cold and it’s blustery.
I am home. Alone. Yes, home and alone.
I know, I know.
I spent my afternoon in search of boots that only exist in my mind. Or they are a mere $800. Needless to say I came home empty-handed, to an empty house.
Heres the dealio. BF has a work dinner. Who am I kidding, it’s a glorified man date with a working title.
My stand in BF, himself has a date.
It’s like I am the only person sans plan on a Wednesday.
I even called my sister. She too is busy.
That my friends is true desperation.
So after, sitting and pondering the possibilities. OK. After googling everything I could think of while eating chocolate chips and wearing pink wool socks (hey it’s cold) I decided to get experimental.
Not that kind of experimental.
The kind that begins with a glance in your fridge and ends with random things being thrown into a pot.
And while you are throwing things into a pot why not stir fry some things as well. In fact let’s go ahead and boil some quinoa.
Have I yet mentioned I am alone.
Unless you count this guy
So basically I am cooking for an army and surrounded by cats.
Seems perfectly sane, right?
Don’t answer that.