Wanted: Fire Extinguisher

My parents decided to orphan me over Christmas. In all honesty, I can't really hold it against them. I already went home for Turkey Day. I think the only way they could ensure that they wouldn't have to see me again so soon was to haul ass out of the country.

So I spent the holidays visiting Jared and Sharon. Those four days can be summed up in three words: 'ice cream' and 'sleep'. Oh wait-I cooked two meals. Within 24 hours. Shocking. I should backpedal a bit and re-hash my old goals (which obviously have flown by unaccomplished). When I moved to LA, I told myself that I would cook at least one meal a week. In a few months' time I should have enough recipes down to be able to whip up something on a moments notice. I figure I eat 2 meals a day (plus around 10 snacks, but I'm not counting those), so that's 14 meals a week. All I have to do is cook one meal a week. Sadly, that proved to be a tad bit ambitious. In three months, I've cooked two meals. And I can't remember what they were, except that both included meat of some sort and the results didn't quite look like the picture accompanying the recipe.

Needless to say, cooking two meals in a 24 hour period is completely unheard of. But I did it! Christmas Eve I made pizza. From scratch. Can I repeat it? Negative. I made the crust from scratch. Of course I wasn't paying attention to the amount of each ingredient (that would be giving me way too much credit), but I made the crust!

For toppings, I added cheese, chicken, spinach, more cheese, onion, tomato, and then more cheese. Here's a pic of it: I'm very proud of myself because let's face it-a year ago I didn't even know where the oven light was. Also, all of us are still alive and kicking.

There's even proof in the pic that I made it: the crust is not quite a circle, not quite a square...
The next morning I made French toast. Technically not as impressive because Jared added the milk and I put more stock in dinner than breakfast. But let me reiterate: all parties who consumed my cooking are still alive and kicking.

My 2007 New Years Resolution is to cook one meal a week. I'm making it a New Years resolution because in general no one keeps their resolutions anyway, so I won't feel so bad for breaking it. Also, if I cook a meal a week for two weeks before quitting I'm already leaps and bounds ahead of my past resolutions (not to cuss-I broke that 5 minutes after I made it).

I'm making fish tonight. Wish me luck.