Oh man, did we ever make a Homeric mess in the kitchen two nights ago. It was glorious.
Do you ever go through a period when everything tastes like sawdust and you have no interest in food? Especially no interest in shopping for or preparing it. You want somebody to put a plate in front of you at your desk so you can keep on working and not have to bother with any of it.
Buck and I have been in danger of ossifying into culinary dullards.
We busted out Thursday night. It warn’t pretty, but it sure was a party. We decided to use the old electric griddle and try our hand at Teppanyaki-style shrimp, steak, veggies and rice. And sake. Quite a bit of sake, actually.
What can I say? We needed a break. Sure was fun, too.