I'm still not dead! I'm just resting!

I'm also sorry, internet! It seems that for a while there I was finding better things to do than write about what I was cooking. Then it hit me: what about all those people who have nothing better to do than READ about what I was cooking? A terrifying thought, to say the least. In addition, I stopped out of embarrassment; the southwest quiche was actually pretty terrible, and, as horrible as it sounds, it turned me off quiche altogether for a little while. Never fear though, gentle reader. Last week I made a delightful one sticking to the book, and it was delicious.

My THIRD reason is that I got culinary laziness. Not as badly as my friends' roommates, who (and I quote), "Just eat different kinds of pasta with sauce from jars (her emphasis/snobbery)." It's just that there are only so many times I can write "well, I sauteed some onions and garlic, added some kind of meat and starch, then ate it" before I go crazy and start eating McDonald's just to escape it all. On the other hand, I have done some creative stuff in this interlude, but it is usually at the impetus of having someone over (or being at someone else's place!), and I did not want to disrupt the evening to LABORIOUSLY type out a BLOG post on the keyboard layout I switched to because I think way too highly of myself.

That said, on monday night I made myself fried udon with garlic, onion, (SURPRISE! I put them in EVERYTHING but it's ok because they make everything good!) orange peppers, ginger, and, because I decided long dinner was looooooong (the peppers and onions were sliced thinly and the udon is to begin with), I sliced the hotdogs I was putting in the long way and made hotdog noodles! I also put in some peanut butter for flavor and because I was curious. It was delicious! Pretty oily though, because I added the peanut butter and hotdogs after I'd already put in more than enough vegetable oil, meaning that what they secreted pretty much pushed it over the edge of 'mmmm oil' to 'licking your lips to get the grease off for the next hour.'

About the future of this blog, though, I am uncertain. Now that school is starting again, I can once again go to the dining hall's trough and have vast amounts of slop shoveled into my waiting maw, all on my parents'(/the government's/the university's/scholarships') dime! There is a kitchen in my dorm but my use of it will be limited for the above reason AS WELL AS that said shoveling takes much less time than preparing a meal, and time is my MOST VALUABLE ASSET.

So yeah. I might just take the ol' girl down (not sure why though, Google is paying for it).. the name makes a easy and ironic transition to a political blog, I guess (though 'quiche eater' was used as an insult before I was old enough to eat said quiche). The other issue with that is that I am only ever about 50% aware of what's going on (though that still leaves me better off than much of the BLOGOSHPERE and all of talk radio). Behind door number three, I use it as a platform to repost the few strips of the webcomic I made in highschool that I am actually proud of while I hastily cobble together more, because not having the good ones on the intertubes makes me sad. This might not be kosher with the rules of blogger, though? I don't know! Anyway, internet, goodbye for now... but, as Arnold Schwarzenegger said of an upcoming role in a movie about classical composers, "I WILL BE BACH (my brother's joke)."