They also write, who only cook and wait
Mar. 28th, 2008 10:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceThis morning I am waiting in for a package. It might be my old passport, returned; it might be my new passport delivered; it might be my passport application rejected. It might be none of the above. I do not know.
What we all know, I am no good at waiting in. I am frustrated; apparently, whatever work I need to be doing today, I cannot conceivably do it at home, no. I desperately need to be out of here.
So, I am preparing a big pot of chilli-with-meatballs; and doing it in the slow cooker, which allows me to take all the time I like. So I virtuously boiled the soaked kidney beans for ten minutes, though it might have been more like twenty, to kill off the bad things lurking inside before I gave them to the pot. Then I added sliced onion, carrot and celery. Then smoked garlic and birds-eye chillies, a chipotle and hot smoked paprika. Now I'm pondering, what goes next. And watching the clock, wondering where this damn package is. And like that.
What we all know, I am no good at waiting in. I am frustrated; apparently, whatever work I need to be doing today, I cannot conceivably do it at home, no. I desperately need to be out of here.
So, I am preparing a big pot of chilli-with-meatballs; and doing it in the slow cooker, which allows me to take all the time I like. So I virtuously boiled the soaked kidney beans for ten minutes, though it might have been more like twenty, to kill off the bad things lurking inside before I gave them to the pot. Then I added sliced onion, carrot and celery. Then smoked garlic and birds-eye chillies, a chipotle and hot smoked paprika. Now I'm pondering, what goes next. And watching the clock, wondering where this damn package is. And like that.