I'm so domestic

It may come as a surprise to those who think they know me but I am quite capable of performing domestic tasks. I generally manage to cook (for some values of cooking) and keep the place, and myself, reasonably

clean. 

Yesterday I cooked a chicken. The chicken was 500 grams, just a bit over a pound. I was thinking as I did it "Wow, Korean chickens are really small" but, on reflection, realized that what we get in the US are  giant mutant overfed monstrosities. Not fancy cooking I just cut it up (and yes I still have all my fingers) browned it with some onions and added cream soup (from a mix). But I also made my own salad dressing (oil, vinegar, some brown sugar and mustard). Just call me Betty Crocker.
In other minor triumphs a found a source for whole wheat bread. Quite tasty actually. And I managed to toast some in the frying pan -- toasters are for sissies (actually I'd like a toaster oven but they don't seem to have immigrated here). I also managed to iron some shirts without burning them, myself, or the building.