There were some other themes I thought of using:
Get Used To It
Tastes Real Good When Bought With an Unemployment Check

So yeah…grilled cheese sandwiches made with naan. I wasn’t trying for some ethnic fusion dish. I’d just asked for “sliced bread” and that’s what was there when I got to the kitchen. It worked though, but it sure wasn’t the buttery goodness I was expecting.

Might help next time if I had butter.

The tomato soup was tasty, even if the blender went dead a third of the way through the process. As I was blending up tomatoes, on the last batch the blender refused to start. Piece of crap just died on me. The motor spins, but the power isn’t transmitted past the differential, thus the blades just sit there and do nothing. Do blenders even have a differential? There was another blender I found in the cabinets, but that didn’t work either. I hoped that the simmering would mush stuff up enough that I wouldn’t need to blend the soup at the end (if I had a blender that worked). But no such luck: the onions held their own, and so did a fair amount of tomato meat. It still had a mighty fine taste though, with enough leftover for tomorrow if someone is so inclined to eat it.

Now, for those of you so inclined, look at that pot. One might think that this pot is “tough” but I’ll tell you something: it is not. It is just a crappy pot. One handle, chipped paint, some non-stick coating that probably never even worked and is now flaking off into my grub. What the picture doesn’t show you is that the remaining handle…grasping that is like a limp-wristed handshake. 14 pounds in a limp-wristed pot makes no ones day.

What has the day taught me? I need to learn how to make bread. Not only did the sliced bread vs. naan incident bring this to light, but so did my reading of yesterday's Achewood. "A dude who can walk into any kitchen in the world and make bread is COMPLETELY RAW."

Raw being an agreeable thing. Thus, I need to learn this thing called bread.