IreneCook, Damnit!
Link: www.goldenchopstix.com
I'm tired of people who won't cook. Can't cook is bad enough, but won't cook pisses me off. I just went and got takeout (take-away) Chinese for two people for two days for $16. Plus gas, wear and tear on the car, and my time and wear and tear on me.Now I'll admit it from the start; I mostly love this [shall be nameless] food. Nothing fancy, no unpleasant surprises, HUGE portions for a good price. It's your good, basic, fast, cheap American/Chinese, done pretty well for a chain. Okay, Golden Chopstix. Or something like that. I DO wish they'd use fresh mushrooms. There, I've said it. And some depth of flavor in the Hot and Sour Soup would be nice. I have to balance that with location, close, and price, very low. And it's drive through. And they've NEVER screwed up an order. And they're always nice. That's a fair bargain.
BUT, back to the topic at hand, we have five pounds of homemade, frozen hamburger patties. We have almost two pounds of frozen salmon. We have plenty of bread, lunch meat, cheese, mayo, etc. We have veggies and salad stuff. We STILL have bananas. Bread, peanut butter, jam, eggs, bacon. I'm having whole grain hazelnut bread, raw, unsalted peanut butter, and a banana, And a glass of Silk vanilla soy milk. I know it's disgusting, but it's what I was hungry for.
What's the problem, you ask? The problem is that I'm the one in the house who cooks. That pretty much includes things like spreading bread on peanut butter. Well, the REAL problem is that I have no spine. But right now I have deadlines and assignments and a toothache that is trying to run my life. I don't feel like cooking. Although I have been, for myself.
You know, some people say that blogs are just the boring, worthless, witless, angst-ridden outpourings of souls a yard wide and a half inch deep. Oh, wait, that was me before I wrote this post. Well, I still say that's true, even this one. BUT, I've just learned from my own blog that I'm a wimp who finds it easier to spend time and money appeasing the family members I live with than to tell them to get off their lazy asses and cook for themselves.
And, to be fair, they might even do it. They're both good cooks. If they do, I'll have to reward them. Maybe dinner from Golden Chopstix?
