i put about three cups of zucchini into the spaghetti sauce last night, and i'm finally conquering the beast. there's still plenty left. but i'm starting to feel like i'm winning. the rest of it is getting used tonight. everything in the fridge gets roasted, no survivors. amy is coming saturday and i won't be around much next week, so all the fresh food must be eaten. there will be salad, and roasted vegetables and a whole lot of bread that had to leave the freezer to make room for the pies. i have reached my cooking saturation point. i still enjoy it, it's just really hard to eat all that food by yourself. despite my landlord's idea that i have a permanent roommate, most nights i'm only feeding myself and by the looks of my kitchen i'm cooking for an army. an army that really likes squash, and baklava, and fine cooking chocolate.
i am excited to have a guest, even if i do have to clean. i'm hoping the sun will rise over the ocean just right so my house will be all pink inside. that's the best part of living on the ocean, a pink house. i'm also hoping that i can make it look like someone neat lives there. someone who takes the recycling in sometimes. you know, last time i went i made 8 dollars. and .05 cents a can. now you know what my shed looks like. no really, it's that bad.