does wanting to cook and clean the house signify the start of old age?
Help, i'm becoming domesticated!
It all started last week with me saying how i'd cook for the newtowners on thurs, and for the pre-party dinner on fri. It's scary how within this week, i've gone grocery shopping more times than i have throughout the entire year. Of course, snack-shopping (ie: chips, sweets, lollies, drinks, canned tuna, canned soups, frozen pies) ain't considered... and just so u ppl don't think that i buy my meals everyday, it's just that grocery shopping is charmaine's and val's duty, i just pay for my share of the groceries.
But anyways, yeah...so it began with me going down to coles on mon and wed to buy stuff, and operation: jap curry commenced on thurs evening, after me gym session. Wasn't too bad...dumped in beef, onions, capsicums and carrots and fried them, before stewing them (everything's easy when there's a recipe, and the curry's a pre-mix).
The most of fri was spent baking what's commonly known as "the only dish alex can cook": Shepherd's Pie. Ever since coming to syd, it seems to be the only dish that ppl can associate me with. But i CAN cook! I just need a recipe to follow. I'll show them one day...*mutters* So yeah, while waiting for the potatoes to boil, i decided to give my house a good cleaning. With the help of alot of elbow grease, windex, ajax spray 'n wipe, and the trusty ol' vacuum cleaner, i got my place looking cleaner and neater than it was some hours back.
Fri nite...Selwyn's and Val's party! Was good though, just kicking back, drinking lotsa beer, and mingling with friends and acquaintances and strangers. The amount of beer drunk was kinda scary though, 100 bottles amongst 30 ppl or so! And that's not including the tequila, rum and vodka that was polished off halfway through the party. And naturally, there were some buggers who brought cheap beer and smooched off our good stuff. Assholes.
Sat was free and easy, with me basically just staying home during the day, getting lunch at cordial and coffee at campos. Dinner at gene's was fantastic! Gene, the whiz that he is, cooked up this dish that looked like it could have come out of a restaurant! It was basically steamed chicken, on a bed of spanish onions, poached pears and rocket leaves, with some fried sweet potato skins thrown on top. God, that was good.
After-dinner plans consisted of the 4 of us (gene, craig, greg, and me) heading to the columbian as well as the shift downstairs to kill some time before going on upstairs. I think i'm gonna swear off downstairs for a while now. The music and eye candy at both the columbian and shift upstairs is so much more better!! No more crappy handbag MTV music, but good heavy house beats. Bliss.
We were there till abt 6-ish this morn, after which i took a cab home...but couldn't sleep till like 8. It was funny how gene and i were up chatting away on msn. Had i known i wasn't going to be able to sleep, i would have just gone over to his place to chat rather than over msn. Didn't sleep for long though, woke up sometime ard 12. And strangely...even though i've been up the whole day, i'm still not sleepy! Well, i actually kinda am...so after posting this, i'll prolly crash.
So there, my weekend as detailed. God, i hope i get out of this domesticated house-band phase soon...i don't want my life to revolve around cleaning, categorising the foodstuff in my fridge by the dewey decimal system, cooking and scrubbing the toiletbowl. Urgh.
It all started last week with me saying how i'd cook for the newtowners on thurs, and for the pre-party dinner on fri. It's scary how within this week, i've gone grocery shopping more times than i have throughout the entire year. Of course, snack-shopping (ie: chips, sweets, lollies, drinks, canned tuna, canned soups, frozen pies) ain't considered... and just so u ppl don't think that i buy my meals everyday, it's just that grocery shopping is charmaine's and val's duty, i just pay for my share of the groceries.
But anyways, yeah...so it began with me going down to coles on mon and wed to buy stuff, and operation: jap curry commenced on thurs evening, after me gym session. Wasn't too bad...dumped in beef, onions, capsicums and carrots and fried them, before stewing them (everything's easy when there's a recipe, and the curry's a pre-mix).
The most of fri was spent baking what's commonly known as "the only dish alex can cook": Shepherd's Pie. Ever since coming to syd, it seems to be the only dish that ppl can associate me with. But i CAN cook! I just need a recipe to follow. I'll show them one day...*mutters* So yeah, while waiting for the potatoes to boil, i decided to give my house a good cleaning. With the help of alot of elbow grease, windex, ajax spray 'n wipe, and the trusty ol' vacuum cleaner, i got my place looking cleaner and neater than it was some hours back.
Fri nite...Selwyn's and Val's party! Was good though, just kicking back, drinking lotsa beer, and mingling with friends and acquaintances and strangers. The amount of beer drunk was kinda scary though, 100 bottles amongst 30 ppl or so! And that's not including the tequila, rum and vodka that was polished off halfway through the party. And naturally, there were some buggers who brought cheap beer and smooched off our good stuff. Assholes.
Sat was free and easy, with me basically just staying home during the day, getting lunch at cordial and coffee at campos. Dinner at gene's was fantastic! Gene, the whiz that he is, cooked up this dish that looked like it could have come out of a restaurant! It was basically steamed chicken, on a bed of spanish onions, poached pears and rocket leaves, with some fried sweet potato skins thrown on top. God, that was good.
After-dinner plans consisted of the 4 of us (gene, craig, greg, and me) heading to the columbian as well as the shift downstairs to kill some time before going on upstairs. I think i'm gonna swear off downstairs for a while now. The music and eye candy at both the columbian and shift upstairs is so much more better!! No more crappy handbag MTV music, but good heavy house beats. Bliss.
We were there till abt 6-ish this morn, after which i took a cab home...but couldn't sleep till like 8. It was funny how gene and i were up chatting away on msn. Had i known i wasn't going to be able to sleep, i would have just gone over to his place to chat rather than over msn. Didn't sleep for long though, woke up sometime ard 12. And strangely...even though i've been up the whole day, i'm still not sleepy! Well, i actually kinda am...so after posting this, i'll prolly crash.
So there, my weekend as detailed. God, i hope i get out of this domesticated house-band phase soon...i don't want my life to revolve around cleaning, categorising the foodstuff in my fridge by the dewey decimal system, cooking and scrubbing the toiletbowl. Urgh.