A Cooking Slump on the horizon. I planned to make some risotto with some of the remaining Rice Pudding rice. Here is where it went off the rails: I saw Caroline leaving TeddyJ with some fried chicken. Therefore, I must have fried chicken, and I rationalized it by saying (stifle your laughter), "I can take the bones from the fried chicken and simmer them in pre-made chicken stock and then I'll have really tasty extra strength chicken stock for my risotto. Oh! And I can take the meat off the chicken first and chop it up for the risotto. And add squash and asparagus and carrots and celery and corn. YUM." Yum, I thought.
I got as far as eating the skin off the fried chicken. (Yum.) I decided to boil off the meat. But, it never really got to the boiling point. Eventually I gave up and strained out the stock, so what I have now is chilled spice and grease flavored smelly chicken stock. However, since I have recognized the nascent cooking slump, I am waiting for fresh stock and will just proceed carefully from there.
I am profoundly lazy. This marks the second day of lying in bed and watching the debt limit debate. Four guitars within arm's reach. No, I'd rather watch CNN. I actually saw this on CNN today: Big BREAKING NEWS logo followed by Wolf Blitzer: "There has been no further progress in the negotiations." They need a GENERALISSIMO FRANCISCO FRANCO IS STILL DEAD" logo.
Even worse, I am xeno - not xenophobic ... xenoennuic. Or, put simply, Fareed Zakahri bores me silly. "Why is he boring?" Gary asked. I answered, "Because he will explain the debt crisis and how it impacts the Pakistani economy." And I should care, but I do not. I hope other countries are bored when they are told how their news impacts the Amercian economy.
I did just get up and set the Scooba on its path of cleanliness and virtue. And I switched to MSNBC. Andrea Mitchell is 67 AND married to Alan Greenspan. Damn, girl. And she only has an English degree.