I'm going to go out on a limb & say it's good to cultivate diverse interests. That way, when you receive a spontaneous midnight invitation to an underground Afro Beat concert that requires a password for admittance, you'll be all, hell yeah! & toss your knitting aside. Then, when you're all tuckered out from slam dancing, you can curl up in bed with a cat & a book on 17th century Persia that you borrowed from the local library.
In between all the garter stitching & top-secret warehouse partying, I also cooked myself a super classy dinner of broiled hoki, mashed sweet potatoes, & brussels sprouts. Just because I live alone doesn't mean I eat crackers & peanut butter all the time.
In between all the garter stitching & top-secret warehouse partying, I also cooked myself a super classy dinner of broiled hoki, mashed sweet potatoes, & brussels sprouts. Just because I live alone doesn't mean I eat crackers & peanut butter all the time.
Quick fish recipe invented by moi (serves one...because one is the loneliest number & needs cats):
- Juice of half a lemon
- Spoonful of virgin olive oil
- One clove of garlic, chopped
- A dash (or more, if you like it spicy) of cayenne pepper
- A dash of sea salt
- A dash of freshly ground pepper
Mix ingredients together and pour over fish. Broil until cooked to your liking (eight minutes did it for me & didn't set off my smoke alarm, so that's good).
That was my weekend, anyway. How was yours?
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