Let's talk music.
Currently I'm listening to Brett Dennen.
Specifically Comback Kid and Little Cosmic Girl.
'When it rains, it pours, but then it runs out.'
That is a beautiful line, in my opinion.
I've been trying my hand at some recipes.
I'm a vegitarian. I'm the only one in the apartment of three- dad, younger sister, and I.
Therefore, I'm outnumbered.
But I am the only one who cooks.
Yup. I cook meat.
I cook dinner for them and usually have a sandwich or pasta for myself.
I put all of my effort into their food, then I'm too tired and hungry to make anything half way decent for myself.
But that's okay. I like cooking and making people happy.
So sister says to me one day, that she wants pigs in a blanket.
Okay, I'll take a shot at it.
I've made them three times now and I think I have it right.
The first time I made them, I took a hot dog, wrapped it in a whole piece of cheddar cheese and a cresent.
They oozed everywhere and it took hours to scub off the cookie sheet.
The hotdogs weren't cook completely either.
The next time I used punctured the hot dog in several places before wrapping them and used half of the cheese.
The verdict was not cheesy enough, but the hotdog cooked.
Last time I slit the dog in have, leaving a small bit attached at both ends.
I put the cheese in the middle.
They came out perfect!
I wouldn't know first hand.
It's hard to be a chef when you can't taste your own food.
I love me some cresents, though.
Sia.
OH MY.
She is so good!
I can't stop listening to We Are Born.
It's almost like an alternate universe Florence and the Machine.
I need to finish this column.
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