So after 5 years or so of living on my own (well, not on my own-on my own--I've had roommates since 2001), I got sick of always having frozen meals, pizza, Chinese, or pasta for dinner. I should start actually cooking, I thought to myself. So I've been making periodic forays into the world of cooking. I was quite pleased with my New England clam chowder and I found a chicken chili that I absolutely love.
Tonight was something called Monterey Jack Turger Burgers, from one of my Weight Watchers cookbooks (hey, that's where I got the clam chowder recipe, too; they're good cookbooks). It was...odd. Not bad, but weird. It had ground turkey, soy sauce, ketchup, garlic powder, pepper, and scallions. Then, when you grill it, you add turkey bacon. It was pretty salty.
Of course, the problem with this whole cooking thing is that these recipes usually make at least 4 servings. And there's only 1 of me. On the positive side, it means I don't have to worry about making dinner again for a while. On the negative side, things get very boring pretty quickly.
In non-food related news, the O's are closing up a series with the Blue Jays. I'm blown away because we've reached the 4th inning, and as far as I can tell, the commentators have yet to mention the fact that Gregg Zaun (Jays' backup catcher) is Rick Dempsey's (O's bullpen coach) nephew. I'm just happy that Zaun is now the backup catcher; last season, he played more, so we got to hear about that a lot more. Particularly since Dempsey was the first base coach at the time.
And in completely random news, Colin just started attacking one of my socks. (Which is not on my foot, thankfully.)
Current song in my head:
"Polly Wolly Doodle" (thank you, Jack the Ripper Wikipedia entry)