
I haven't cooked for myself in a while. Partially cause when you're living alone, and living in the neighbourhood I'm in, there's not a big incentive to cook. Partially cause I did a lot of cooking for Donna, and was kind of burnt out on cooking. (No, doing a big pot of chili for a group isn't the same, it's cooking for a group, even if I do eat the left-overs for a few meals.)
But, today I did my first BBQ of the season, lamb chops. I did potatoes to go with them, boiled with rosemary, then drained, a sprinkle of garlic, pepper, sea salt and olive oil added, and shaken in the pan. I was planning to have salad with this, but went to the liquor store instead of the grocery store on the way home. (More on that...) The food came out quite well, but my right hand didn't. First, I cut the index finger while chopping the potatoes. Ouch, blood, pressure, bandaid. Then, while draining the potatoes, I spilled the boiling water over that same right hand. Luckily tap water is still nearly freezing cold, and running it immediately under the tap is good first aid for that. Still, I can feel that it is burnt.
Liquor store: apparently the LCBO in Ottawa (yeah, all of them) is out of Strongbow (cider) and has been for a couple of weeks. Can you imagine that? So, I had to buy Blackthorn instead. Tomorrow night, we'll see how that turns out.