This week I am house managing with Dog. It's been going really well. He takes the initiative to clean things and I don't feel at all like I need to ask him to do anything. Between the two of us, the house has been cleaner than it's seemed in weeks, and the food we've been making has been good too. On Monday we made macaroni and cheese and a ceasar salad. Every supper cooked is supposed to have food from each food group in it, and we had no protein in the meal, so when I was making the ceasar salad dressing I blended tofu in with it. Nobody noticed! It was hilarious. About halfway through the meal, Dog asked everyone to guess where the tofu was, and most people assumed it was in the macaroni. I thought it was great that people couldn't taste it because it seems like nobody in the group is actually willing to eat tofu (apart from Rose and I). On Tuesday, I made a pork roast that turned out surprisingly well considering I had only the vaguest recipe (I asked my supervisor what she did to her pork roast last week and she said "mustard and onion soup" so that's what I did) and no idea at what temperature to cook it. It came out well cooked (it could have cooked a little longer but it wasn't undercooked) and still tender and juicy. It was a big hit. Last night we made thai yellow curry with brocolli stir fry and dessert sushi. It wasn't perfect, but people still said it was good. That makes me worry about all the other compliments we've recieved... Oh well. Tonight we're going to have breakfast for dinner, with crepes wrapped around ham and spinach omelettes, topped with hollandaise sauce. On the side is a fruit salad with devon custard, and for dessert it's waffles with whipped cream. Should be pretty good.
I adore cooking. Making bread has been so much fun. Every so often I wonder about what it's going to be like when I finish this program. Will I still want to make my own bread? Right now I think I will, but that could certainly change. Will I still enjoy cleaning bathrooms every day? Probably. I've done them every day this week, and I don't think our bathrooms have been this clean any other week, if I do say so myself. It feels really good knowing that it's me that is doing that.
Running a household for twelve is challenging, especially since people don't seem to care much about picking up after themselves. And maybe I just don't eat a lot, but I feel like everyone else makes it their goal to eat everything in the house as fast as possible. It seems at times like it would be physically impossible to buy too much, or even just enough, of anything. Milk and yogurt and even the bread we make disappears at a frightening speed.
Wrecking Ball will be here tomorrow. I can hardly get my head around it. I'm too excited!
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