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Life does unexpected things sometimes. Growing up, I always assumed I'd just have to marry someone who knew how to cook or was willing to learn. My experimental cooking in my college years pretty much bore out this assumption. Just ask Lex if you don't believe me. Also, I didn't really LIKE cooking. It was okay, but I would usually rather do dishes.
I'm not sure exactly how I ended up making breakfast most days and liking it, but yeah. Yesterday's rice pudding was really interesting, though I added too much vanilla due to a shaky hand. It also made me sick to my stomach for unknown reasons. The next version will involve half white, half brown sugar instead of all white, less than a third as much vanilla, and a lot more cumin and some cinnamon. Breakfast cereal. Nom.
Woo? At least I'm eating out less...
I'm not sure exactly how I ended up making breakfast most days and liking it, but yeah. Yesterday's rice pudding was really interesting, though I added too much vanilla due to a shaky hand. It also made me sick to my stomach for unknown reasons. The next version will involve half white, half brown sugar instead of all white, less than a third as much vanilla, and a lot more cumin and some cinnamon. Breakfast cereal. Nom.
Woo? At least I'm eating out less...