Today (well yesterday now) I
- slept in
- went skiing
- Moved into my apartment (finally)
- Baked cookies
- Cooked diner

So something that is always fun about going somewhere new is that no one knows you at all, you can be anyone you want. For instance, remember my resolution to do more cooking /baking? Well today (the day I’ve finally moved into my new apartment) I wanted to make the place seem homey, and thought if I made cookies I’d both warm the place up and make it smell nice .So I did .

I baked chocolate chip cookies. I would have made them from scratch except the grocery store here didn’t have brown sugar or chocolate chips. Which I assumed was pretty essential. So I bought a cookie mix. HOWEVER it was not a guaranteed hole-in-one because the gas stove I have has no temperature indicators. It has an off, and on, and an unmarked dial. BUT I guessed, kept an eye on the cookies and they turned out great. Then I went around and gave them to Jose and Les. Et voila. I bake.

THEN feeling on a roll, I head up to Les place for diner – where I proceed to cut up tomatoes, green peppers, onions, grate some cheese, fry up some eggs and make a pretty good scramble if I may say so myself. But see, Les doesn’t know I don’t cook – so when I got tired of grating cheese, I just said “I find it really easy to over-cheese eggs.” And stopped.

OR
“Well we could do omelettes – but in general when its this heavy on the vegetables – I prefer to just scramble it together.”

I didn’t know what to put in the pan so tossed in some olive oil - I didn’t measure it. I just sort of poured a bit into the pan. Then watched/listened to it sizzle. (I later tried to wash the dishes with olive oil which was less successful).

But anyway. Cooking/Baking success, and for the rest of the winter, I’m just going to pretend I’m an accomplished (or at least regular cook-er) and just cook decisively.


Also went ski touring again today. Started out with Les – but he was aiming for a peak – and there was no way I was going to make it that far. So instead I bailed earlier and headed down something that could possibly, charitably, be called a hill. Got like five turns in on super inconsistent conditions. But really, I’m just trying to get into shape. Plus another gorgeous gorgeous day. So no complaints.

And that was day three in Las Lenas.