As I near the passage way to my thirties, Their are certain things I'm realizing I need...Well not actually NEED, as I buy anything I want, But things I should have and do, break off the shackles of irresponsible adolescence and become an adult, for instance cooking and having actual cookwear. I realize a lot of people are good at cooking and do it often, not that I cant do it, I just Don't. Being happily Single, Busy and Fabulous, I eat out almost every meal of everyday. It's easy, and I love good food, getting dressed up and trying new restaurants.
But today was different, I was enjoying a leisurely afternoon and evening reading, watching movies and admiring all my weekend purchases, when I had a growling in my flat, toned tummy, since it was a lazy Sunday I decided to run down to my favorite take out Mexican place, instead of going anywhere fancy. But as I stepped outside it was incredibly snowy, which made me question again why I chose to live in Utah, but figured it was a question for another day, and I would just make the short drive to get my food. It wasn't a short drive, but a slow one. The roads were pure Ice, even large trucks were moving at glacial speeds, luckily I am a great driver, and my jetta really is a snow car, eventually I made it to the intersection where the restaurant was only to see it was closed, Luckily there was a great Chinese restaurant at the same intersection...that was also closed. In fact the whole area was closed, because the power was out.
I was without food, I didn't want to drive any further and I had nothing at the house, except maybe granola from wild oats I had purchased only because the packaging was adorable, but surely any milk I had would be bad by now.
So after a long, slow drive back to my place I sit here knowing, that for Christmas, I'm going to Williams Sonoma, and buying myself a set of pots and pans and coordinating accessories, So the next time this happens, or say, I want to impress my future husband by cooking him a gourmet meal I'll at least have the accessories.
But where does one go for designer food?
December 17, 2006
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