Something about today, this unbearable claustrophobic heat, the bright white sun and grey asphalt sizzling under that makes me want to hurl myself in a restaurant and eat a languorous solo lunch with nary a worry and follow up with some coffee in a nearby shop.
I could do that technically speaking had I not some work afoot that demands my immediate attention.
There was a roster of dishes rifling through my head, much like an old fashioned Rolodex with the visuals, taste, flavours and recipes schematically arranged with their blue prints laid out and I mentally swiping at them to see next after next, nominating which dishes could be cooked on the basis of ease, plausibility, ingredient availability and desires to eat.
I'm unhappy to report that everything that I really am in the mood to eat is going to be a bit of a bother to prepare and not easily available.
Also my taste buds are tingling to eat something that would burn the roof of my mouth, that would make me weep with the excessive spicyness that would make me regret my decisions but that is exactly what I wish to eat, and so I have come upon making something stir fried with a lot of spice.
Somehow the thought of eating cold salad or anything Asian right now doesn't appeal to me unless it's served in a restaurant where I wish I could go and I can't right now.
This shall be remedied soon.
Well, to the kitchen then!
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