We both did.
You may or may not be a person who has vivid dreams, I am. I always have been. I still remember bits of dreams from my childhood (good and bad). Last night was one of the top 10 worst dream snippets. It's still giving me the willies.
The Dream Snippet:
I walked down a set of stairs into a communal shower room and when I stepped through the locker room door, the lights went out, I felt breathing on my neck and a man started to giggle as he slowly wrapped a wet towel around my neck to strangle me. I was unable to escape or defend myself in time (much like the hitting something but having no power).
I woke up with a blanket wrapped weird around me and the mister was softly snoring so I could logically determine all the sounds/feelings in this dream but I still couldn't make myself move for 45 minutes. If the schools of philosophy that purport dreams as the true reality and life as dreams are correct then I'm a death defying superhero who's nemeses are zombies, a marionette puppet with a long silver pin and now a large giggling man.
Ok, enough of this bullshit, time for subject change!
^shudder^
I'm not sure if it's the whole adulthood that's snuck up on me, the 2 year old repeater I'm around sometimes (FART!FART!) or if I'm tired of hearing the sighs of the righteous but I've been attempting to eliminate habitual swearing from my vocabulary. A pointless endeavor, I agree but it's something to do. I'd also like to point out the phrase "swear like a sailor" isn't really true. Sailors are usually quite polite. Of course, that may have be because I have tits and a vagine and they're out in society, who knows. What I do know is that swearing is just so satisfying sometimes...
I had a little thrill this morning. Not the good kind of thrill but the OMG THAT'S A GIANT ROACH kind. I was afraid that is was either heading for or coming from my pant cuff but no, it was sneaking across the floor. Gah. Sorry little dude, your number is up. We are calling my favorite lady to come get rid of allllll y'all.
Speaking of Thrill:
Intacto.
Watch it, even if you hate subtitles or thrillers.
Risotto con Cipolla (creamy rice with onions)
If you hate onions, cheese or both you can omit one or both and have a creamy chicken flavoured rice... it's not risotto without the cheese but whatevs, it's your damn kitchen right?
Ingredients
1/2 cup arborio rice (short grain rice)
3 cups chicken broth
2 tsp olive oil
1 Tbspn butter
1/2 cup grated Parmesan (optional)
1/2 cup diced onion (optional)
Cook It
1. Heat the broth in a small saucepan
2. On med-low heat in a medium sized saucepan 2 tsp olive oil, 1 Tbspn butter and 1/2 cup diced onion
3. When onion is translucent add 1/2 cup rice and stir around constantly until rice gets a little toasty looking
4. Add 1/2 cup warm broth and stir into rice
5. When almost all the liquid has been absorbed add another 1/2 cup of broth and continue until all broth has been added
6. when rice is tender and looks creamy (about 20 minutes) remove from heat and if you choose to use it, stir in 1/2 cup grated Parmesan
Done.
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