So today, I managed to cook rice without a rice cooker. Only relying on google and a pot filled with water, I did it. I also diced the garlic without slicing my finger, marinated the chicken with sesame sauce, salt and pepper, fried the chicken, fried the rice with egg. And it turned out perfectly. Tasted like home. All that was missing was ribena and my brother's company.
It's not much but it's these small accomplishments that make your day, yknow? Knowing that you cooked your whole meal right from scratch, by scratch I mean really scratch. C'on, I cooked RICE without a rice cooker. Felt like I was in the stone age or something. It feels pretty great, I have to say.
Woke up this morning all grouchy and feeling all sorts of shitty, and my evening turned out great. Hopefully it'll stay this way.
On another note, I'm starting to hate formspring and their stupid questions. Always out to make me feel like I'm not good enough. All you fuckers. I cooked fried rice and it came out amazing, I AM good enough.
At least for tonight.
