Just a little night cap to tell you about another evening of kitchen magic in Apartment B.
We have a Nile River flowing in front of our entry way from a neighboring business’ sump pump, so this afternoon – in order to boycott fording the river – I waited in the car for 20 minutes until Courtney got off the train. I didn’t feel like crossing the damn thing twice as we are going on 4 days of me soaking my $125 dollar leather gladiator sandals.
The point of this anecdote… It was 630 pm and I WAS STARVING, watch water gush out of a wall every 5 seconds, waiting for Court to get off the train, wishing dinner would somehow miraculously show up in the car, but an Acme trip was a necessity before I could cross the river and step back in the kitchen.
My stomach was burning and eating itself, and once we finished up in the store, the car ride home felt like an eternity.
How I could cook a dinner in this delirium is beyond me, but here it is:
Tonight’s Do With What Ya Got: