watch out Emeril
I have been in an intense mood for cooking lately. The situation was worsened today when I snagged a Moosewood cookbook from a pile of free stuff people are giving away. I love it when people give away things they don't want.
Flipping through the books pages, all I want to do is spend my enitre summer in the kitchen, cooking good food, surrounded by smells of herbs, curry, spices, baking bread...
*drool*
Those of you who are going to be around me at all this summer are going to get treated to good food. There is a kitchen in my dorm, but it is not maintained well by the people who use it, so I prefer to avoid it except for quick things tossed in the microwave. Being without a usable kitchen for nine months really makes you appreciate the fact that good kitchens are out there.
Gumi-folk, whoever may see this, I shall be hosting dinner-parties galore. So be prepared. And you shall all be invited.
*sigh* I am really irked right now. All I want to do is go home right now. I see people all around me who are departing already, and it makes me immensely frustrated to still be locked up, studying madly for a Calc exam that is going to bury me alive. I want to go home and cook, spend time with my cats, watch good movies, and not think about grades or parties or papers. I desperately want to not be where I am, doing what I am doing. I love Wellesley, but I need a break from it right now. I am tired of pretty much everyone to some degree, but that is nothing new. It happens to me at the end of every semester, high school or college. I need to have my own space for a while, to see different faces.
But, I'll be home in less than a week. Yay for happy thoughts.
Not so happy thought: I still have two finals to take, calc and chem. Bummer.
Flipping through the books pages, all I want to do is spend my enitre summer in the kitchen, cooking good food, surrounded by smells of herbs, curry, spices, baking bread...
*drool*
Those of you who are going to be around me at all this summer are going to get treated to good food. There is a kitchen in my dorm, but it is not maintained well by the people who use it, so I prefer to avoid it except for quick things tossed in the microwave. Being without a usable kitchen for nine months really makes you appreciate the fact that good kitchens are out there.
Gumi-folk, whoever may see this, I shall be hosting dinner-parties galore. So be prepared. And you shall all be invited.
*sigh* I am really irked right now. All I want to do is go home right now. I see people all around me who are departing already, and it makes me immensely frustrated to still be locked up, studying madly for a Calc exam that is going to bury me alive. I want to go home and cook, spend time with my cats, watch good movies, and not think about grades or parties or papers. I desperately want to not be where I am, doing what I am doing. I love Wellesley, but I need a break from it right now. I am tired of pretty much everyone to some degree, but that is nothing new. It happens to me at the end of every semester, high school or college. I need to have my own space for a while, to see different faces.
But, I'll be home in less than a week. Yay for happy thoughts.
Not so happy thought: I still have two finals to take, calc and chem. Bummer.