Cooking is Tricky

Only one hotplate and no fan in my cabin. Kind of precludes all but the most rudimentary menu items. Today dinner was frozen vegetables softened in the microwave with salsa poured on them (lathered is more accurate since litres more came out of the bottle than I wanted. Yuck). This duet of pleasure was eaten with tortilla bread roti-style.

Lunch has been peanut butter sandwiches or Tim Horton bagels with Herb and Garlic cream cheese. The good news I should lose some weight this year, the bad news is I might die from malnutrition. Just kidding. I'm eating a lot of vegetables and a decent amount of protein (I could use more, but still).

However, I've always admired those with attuned palates. I would love to eat rare, hard to pronounce dishes and impress girls unfortunate enough to accept invitations to my palatial, pink shed with my skillet prowess and seasoning finesse.

If anyone knows of any cookbooks outfitted for those surviving in a MASH tent in a war zone or Rampant Masturbating Bachelors please send those titles my way - I think only such punctilious titles would aid someone with my ability and resources.