March 24th.

Dinner!

My roommate was making these noodles and he planned to just put, I don't know, whatever on them, but that's stupid and boring, so I cut up zucchini and garlic and cooked that in olive oil. Then I checked the freezer and found some chopped spinach and some peas, so I threw that in too, and cooked it. Then when it was all mushy, I realized that this could, in fact, be some weird pesto-y thing, so I cooked it down a bit more, and then put it in the food processor with a few teaspoons of pesto. Unfortunately, it was ridiculously liquidy, so I put it back in the pot and cooked it on super low until most of the liquid from the frozen vegetables had evaporated and it actually had a consistency similar to that of pesto. Voila, weird vegetable pesto.

Post Dated: March 19th.

A ways back, I met Allison in the city for lunch at this Indian place called Minar. I grabbed freshly charged batteries, I remembered my camera. I even remembered my Metrocard. More importantly, I even remembered to take a picture of the food. Unfortunately, I remembered to take the picture after it was almost entirely gone. I'm not going to pretend to be cultured enough to know the Indian names of what we ate, but we went halvsies on a vegetarian platter consisting of rice, greenish colored lentils, a side of spinach with some hunks of something in it, and a side of some curried cauliflower and potato thing, naan, and a salad that was pretty much unnaturally soft onions with a piece of lettuce underneath. Also, check out Allison throwing sweet gang signs into the picture. Represent.

In a completely unrelated note, I got a 2008 calendar from this place, and it's pretty awesome.