I cooked this weekend, using the oven, just to see how hot I could make the kitchen. Yikes, it was bad. But the food was good, and I haven’t been cooking enough lately.
Was that totally boring? Yes. But, with a point!
That pizza was made with fresh tomatoes, green bell pepper, anaheim chilies, and a couple of jalapenos from the garden of a friend of a friend. The whole time I was chopping I was thinking of urban legends. You know, the ‘friend of a friend’ stories. Like, is it true that black belts have to register their hands as deadly weapons with the local police department?? Stay tuned, I’ll go find out.
I wish I could remember who told me that their friend did that. It’s gonna keep me up all night.
Willow is up. Here she comes to visit me.
I’m very sad that Peter Jennings died. I have a huge crush on him. (Jeez, how is that for all about me??)
Time to put the baby back to bed.