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Monday, July 16, 2007

Three-course dinner disaster

So last night I get home and I decide to make dinner. It's the end of the week and I don't really have any food left, so I make my classic rice and lentle mixture that I have two or three times a week along with other random things. In this mixture, I added my last two carrots and a tomato that I borrowed from Shannon. It was still kind of bland, so I thought, I'm going to add this can of tuna that will add a bit of flavor. So I added the can and it was the nastiest tuna ever! I'm never buying tuna here again. I don't even like fish taste anyway, and it was straight up like putting 50 drops of fish flavoring into the pan. It was really really strong and disgusting. To mask the flavor, I saw a jar of tabasco sauce and thought that might do it. I put a bit in, could still taste the fish, so I dumped a whole bunch in. I tried to choke the new mixture down now, but all the tabasco did was, after the nasty fish flavor, make my mouth burn like no other. It didn't cover it up at all. In the end, I just couldn't hack it so I threw it away.That was the first course.

Second course. I'm now pretty well out of food, so I decided to browse our communal cupboard. I found a soup mixture called 'crema de choclo.' Some kind of cream of corn. Sounds pretty decent right? Wrong. I made it up and it too was really pretty disgusting. I could hack it in miniscule amounts, for example dipping it on bread, but a spoon full - no way. I ate my piece of bread with the soup, then put that away and sat thoroughly depressed not knowing what I was going to eat.

Third course. By this point I don't care what I eat, I just want something. I remember I have hotdogs in the freezer, and I have one piece of bread. Down here the hot dogs you get in the street have avacado, tomato, and some sauce and they're super good. I decide to make one of those. I borrow an avacado from Shannon, slather it all over both sides of my bread, taste a piece of the avacado. Guess what, the avacado is bad! I scraped it all off to save my last piece of bread. Then proceeded to throw the avacado away, cook my hotdog, put it on the bun, put a squirt of ketchup on it, and eat it.

Two and a half hours later after using every pan in the house, wasting all the food I have left - plus some of Shannon's, I ended up eating a piece of bread with a hotdog and a squirt of ketchup. That's a dinner disaster.

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