after an epicurious afternoon, W & i decided to cook overselves dinner. crazyrandomthoughts,havoc! grocery shopping for an hour, time wasted on thinking what to eat, no i mean what we know how to cook =X he wanted to eat toufu, alrighty! toufu steam toufu toufu fried toufu toufu bake toufu .___. i still feel so sick about myself towards the way i wash veggies, i run fingers inbetween stalks and e entire surface of e leaf, and every chopped pieces under e water. when he saw, he stared at me like 1 kind :( comes to e chicken filet, i pulled out all white stuff thinking dat e filet needs fat trimming session by me. mostly were ligaments instead, me like a sicko reaping meat apart. another stare :( i let mushroom swam in e water, had a hard time picking them up:(

i boiled e vegetables and put them nicely on an oversize plate he asked how i intended to cook it. im like boil and eat lah its done! no seasoning no sauce? huh need? another stare :( he wanted to dress e veggies with abalone sauce, i was a tad stingy with it kept insisting on adding water for whatever reason, and e end product was sufficient to dress 1/2 of e veggies only =X another stare :( added a bowl of cornstarch with water into e mushroom dish, i wanted to add more water (again) to make it less starchy but he refused. texture turns out to be fine, he gave a smirk -.- meesua in e pot waiting for all dishes to be done, ultimate sooogggyyyy but he likes, goodness me.

an hour of cooking, ate at 9pm, finished by 9.15pm everything so edible nothing tasted off. me did e washing he watched soccer and dozed off. cant imagine what will life be like in future. ended e night with brown brother's original mascato.