22 Mar, 2007
Where I fantasize about what the inside of my fridge could look like
Posted by andrea tomkins in: Memes/blog awards etc|Misc. life
I need a massage.
I need a hot bath.
I need a haircut.
I need to wave my hands in the air like I just don’t care.
I need to wash those handwashables.
I need to find myself a good book to read.
I need to have a day to myself.
I need to incorporate more fitness in my everyday life, and make sure that it sticks.
I need to be more patient.
via Silver Creek Mom
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As I ate cheese-stuffed jalapenos over the kitchen sink I remembered how much I liked them. Sounds silly, doesn’t it. I know I like them. I’m eating them now. Duh.
As the parent who does most of the cooking around here I have learned to give up a lot of my favourites while trying to focus on family favourites. It’s much less aggravating that way.
Last night we had chicken (marinated overnight in a dijon, maple syrup, balsamic), green salad with a sprinkling of matchstick carrots, and oven fries. My tactic with oven fries is (a) not have them very often and (b) not to go overboard and make too many. There’s usually only enough for one small serving for each person. So our plates look like they are cleanly divided into uneven thirds. There was a lot of salad, and lesser amounts of meat and fries on the side.
As I ate my third jalapeno (I know, I’m going to pay for that later) I thought of what the contents of my fridge would look like if I lived alone. It would only contain my favourite foods. There would be iced-tea or freshly squeezed lemonade available at all times, and there would be an ample supply of ice too. The mustard would only be dijon. The yogurt would only be plain. There might not be any juice. There would be a lot of cheese: brie, goat cheese and feta. And bread. And butter. And there would be a lot of vegetables, minus carrots and celery. Strawberries. Bananas. Pears, cut in long pieces to be eaten on a sandwich with slices of ham and some of that cheese. The cereal would only the healthy stuff. There would be bacon. And maybe some salmon. But if I lived alone would barbeque it for me? I’d have to do it myself. And I am nervous about lighting the thing for fear of losing my eyebrows. Also, I would only be cooking for myself, and that wouldn’t be fun at all. I’d be doomed to eating cheese-stuffed jalapenos over the kitchen sink.
That’s it. I can never live alone.
If you were single, what would be in your fridge?
