Sunday, September 26
the food i eat is the food i make, and it's the food of loneliness, because it's what i make when i don't have the motivation of more people to cook for than just me. i bought onions, tomatoes, spinach, cheese, eggs, tortillas, and a few other things, and the available combinations are reasonably filling but not very inspiring. pears are good though. and popsicles of course. i keep thinking about baking, but there's no brown sugar. maybe things will be better when i get the cookbooks i ordered from half
i'm thinking back to the description of the roommate relationship eve said she was looking for - specifically the bits towards the end, about taking care of the home, sharing food and cooking, entertaining, and tv - and how perfect that sounded.