Home Cookin'

I have to cook for myself now, and I pretty much hate it. Hopefully I will get better at it? And have real food eventually? Ugh. 

My cooking skills are limited. 

Like I can add cheese to stuff. That's cooking, right?

And there's so much good French cheese! 

#omgfrenchcheese

I loveeee blue cheese, and this made me feel so fancy.  I bought it on a Sunday afternoon when it was raining and only a little corner grocery store was open. I felt très française. 

At first cooking in the résidence universitaire was complicated by the fact that I had 0 cooking utensils and even 0 eating utensils. But then I got a plate and a cup and six forks!

My first meal on a plate. Spinach salad with mushrooms & carrots & blue cheese.  So sophisticated. 

And eventually I bought a saucepan and a pot and a spatula! So now I can cook, although it is kind of a pain in the ass to cook all three meals with the same stuff. Because that means more cleaning. #whining.

My first meal cooked with my new saucepan I don't know why I put a can of green beans on top of pasta and mushrooms. It happened so fast; it was all a blur. And then it tasted weird. 

And then I bought onions and bell peppers and garlic powder so I could REALLY cook.

This masterpiece is a can of red beans with sausage and rice. PLUS onions and bell pepper. 

Before this, most of my meals in my room consisted of bread (ALWAYS BREAD EVERYWHERE ALL THE TIME) and an apple or a carrot. Maybe if I hadn't bought any cooking stuff, I would lose a lot of weight and wear all black and finally be chic like the French ladiez?

Ooh la la.