Tonight, I made a really delicious meal that took me around 2 hours to prepare, cook, and serve. It consisted of a creamy asparagus soup, and a bok choy salad to go with the soup. I was in a vegetarian mood, so I went with these choices, mostly because I never had neither. I had bok choy for the first time, and it was awesome.
Unfortunately, I ate it all alone. It was a meal meant for 4 people. For one thing, the roommate while taking the trash out which I normally do but I was tied up cooking, was bitten by something. Since it was dark, she didn’t know what it was, but it was likely an insect as the bite mark wasn’t big. The skin around the bite started swelling up a little, and the roommate feared it was something poisonous, so she opted to use a taser to “stun and neutralize the poison.” Since I have no idea if this really works, I had qualms against it, but she went ahead and did it anyways. She stunned the bite mark, and professed that she can’t eat dinner, she’ll have to do it later and focus on healing.
That leaves the 12-year old and an 86-year old (the roommate’s mom.) The 12-year old hates all vegetables, so she feigned fatigue to skip the meal and opted not to get out of bed when I called her to the dinner table. She’ll be there for the rest of the night, and will get served her meal tomorrow night, as far as I’m concerned. As for the 86-year old, she ate a couple of bites, but isn’t in a mental frame of mind to really eat much these days (which is why she has a feeding tube going into her stomach.)
There you have it, I ate dinner alone tonight. And not just any dinner, but a real gourmet one that, if it didn’t taste so good, I’d be in a real sour frame of mind right now. The asparagus soup featured pureed asparagus and onions, plain yogurt, vegetable broth, and lemon juice. The bok choy had a homemade dressing made from soy sauce, red wine vinegar, olive oil, and sugar. Once the bok choy was chopped up, I tossed it with toasted ramen noodles and walnuts, and the dressing. It came out real marvelous. I just hate eating it all alone. That’s like creating a website and noone visits it.
Hmmm, that is somewhat annoying.
If I lived nearby I can assure you I would have been delighted to have helped consume a meal of such good taste. ;)
You’d have to fight with my roommate. Once she finally tasted it, she loved it so much, she scarfed down nearly the whole thing, and trust me, I had a huge bowl of it put together. It came out surprisingly good.