Been eating some variation of this meal for the past week. With heaps of Sriracha sauce.
Deadlines (or procrastination)
I stayed home to work today because of a few deadlines to make. Productivity was the name of the game from 8 am - 1 pm, but once I took a break to eat lunch, mmmm…
I only allow myself to read novels at night, or on the subway, or another time when I can see the end for having to stop reading, but today, I couldn’t resist picking up Jonathan Franzen’s Freedom while eating lunch. This meant that lunch lasted two hours, until I was finally able to set the book down and start the dishes. Dishes turned into making chocolate-covered strawberries, which turned into online grocery shopping for baking supplies, which turned into a burning need to finally make the snickerdoodles for which I bought the cream of tartar with Jessica a while ago. Was this afternoon an example of stream-of-consciousness exemplified in real life? LIke, why couldn’t I just suppress the desires to check out bakingworld.co.kr and then read through 4 different strawberry shortcake recipes?
The two-hour lunch.
Dessert
Food!
Today I ate more than I had any right to, but I don’t have photos of my beautiful meals. Instead, I have these meal-for-one snapshots taken over the past few days.
Homemade zucchini walnut bread with coffee
I LOVE the green onion kimchi on the left. I’ve been eating it with almost every meal I have at home. The zucchini was leftover from the zucchini bread, and I added barley + flax powder to my regular white rice. Miam!
A reincarnation of the same meal, with a tofu-spinach-mushroom stir-fry.
Dinner for one.
I always seem to have a hankering for pasta here in Seoul, and I’m not sure why. The last two nights in a row I’ve had it, and guess what I’m having again tonight?
Spaghetti alfredo tossed with garlic, onions, and half a broccoli head. Purple cabbage and tomato salad.
I’ve spent nearly every day and night for the past six weeks with people (wonderful people!), and it’s simply nice to be at home and able to eat dinners alone.
It’s nice to be able to troll the interest for hours and let myself stumble upon this article, that blog, this video, that podcast. Or read a book next to the window until it grows dark outside. Or write in my journal. Or brew a cup of tea and actually drink it. All the things that you can only do when left alone.
