Chef… that would be me.
Yesterday, one of my roommates asked me if I wanted something from the store. I said yes and, asked him to buy me some espresso ground coffee and natural sugar. Then, things got interesting as my other roommates started talking about their poor diets (lots of pizza and delivered Chinese & Japanese). Eventually, the conversation got around to me and hearing what has become a usual for me, “Whatever you were cooking sure smelled good.” So, I’ve been nominated to cook, which I don’t mind if I have the time. So, we put together a list and today I cooked: chicken & rice, brocoli, baby carrots, salad, and I had some leftovers from yesterday. They’ll enjoy it. I just don’t know if I made enough for any leftovers so that I don’t have to think about cooking tomorrow. I ain’t married to any of ’em. *wink*