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.
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.
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