Dear Mr. Taxi Man,
Thank you for picking me up. It can be hard to find an empty taxi.
I can take your putrid body odor amidst the stifling heat. However, positioning you extra mirror that’s intended for parents to see their children at a particular body part of mine is not cool. Worse is getting annoyed with me when I put my bag in front of that particular body part. But the final straw was when you craned your neck to try to see around my bag and then almost hit another car. At times persistence is a welcome trait. In this case, though, it was creepy and annoying. I would appreciate it if you would concentrate driving and leave me alone.
A weirded out patron
I recently started working full time at the cafe we own. Well, I’ve been working full time on the cafe, but now it’s open so my hours are actually at the cafe rather than at my house. This means leaving early in the morning and getting home in the evening. To a hungry husband. And an empty cupboard because I forgot to buy food for the house. Oops.
Today I decided to take this challenge on. I will pre-make food on my day off and put it in our freezer and then this will never happen again. I will be organized. I will overcome.
So, to google and pinterest I go to find great easy, healthy freezable recipes. Only I don’t live in America. I live in a land of halal food and fresh everything (except berries. We have no berries. It’s tragic.) and boxed very little. So when a breakfast casserole calls for a tube of Pillsbury buttermilk biscuits, I have to decide if it’s worth my time to make the dough myself first before constructing the rest of the recipe. Further examination of the recipe shows a need for sweet sausage. This one is out since I have never been able to find sweet sausage. On to the next recipe. Frozen broccoli? Can I substitute fresh? Will there be fresh broccoli at the vegetable stand or is the incredibly short broccoli season over? Too much thought. This one is out. Am I willing to use some of my contraband pepperoni someone so lovingly sent me from America for this dish? Um, no. It is not worthy.
Looks like we’re eating lots of homemade pancakes and scrambled eggs until I can get a handle on this new schedule. Oh well. Thankfully my husband loves me anyway.
What are your favorite quick recipes?