Well, I was planning on spending this entry talking about how I survived my first week alone by cooking every night and even incorporating the dreaded vegetables. A success! Then yesterday, as if I was taunting fate itself, my sous-vide PID heater committed suicide, my gummies didn’t set up correctly, I forgot that I had put cookies in the oven (mmm, crunchy!), and finally, I microplaned my thumbnail.

Next week, it’s all eating out.

Okay, technically, the reason for that is that I’ll be in Boston, but still. I am saddened by the death of my sous-vide setup; I do have a new Anova on order, but that means no water bath cooking until November at the earliest! Curses (though again, as I got in at the $99 Kickstart level, I really can’t complain too much).

Still no new roof. The saga continues.

The brutalist buildings across the road from the hotel have been demolished completely now. Bah. I feel a bit more for them than a flooded and condemned warehouse…bull jumping over a shark or not…

Also…WHERE ARE MY BISCUITS?