Guest Cook!

Well, he's not exactly a guest. And who am I kidding? I don't do ALL of the cooking around here. There are some nights, like tonight, when I'm so tired and drained of all normal human capabilities that I send out a message such as this one: im hugnry pls cooktonite. Luckily for me, there's someone on the other end of that message who usually follows through with quite an impressive dish. In precise order, Karl listed the ingredients of his new favorite meal to make as I unpacked my swim bag and collapsed on the couch. I had him repeat everything once we were sitting down to eat because, again, I was incapable of accurately listening (oops, I sat in the steam room too long at the Y). So, here it is, "Down-home jamboree freestyle cookin'" as Karl called it. "It's fried rice; appropriated from random stuff." Ah, yes, random stuff indeed:
Onion, garlic, carrot, oil: saute. Add cut up chicken breast, peas, and cook. Add precooked rice, dried basil, salt, pepper, Tabasco sauce, and a small dash of honey. Oh! Add some chopped walnuts in there with the rice for a nice crunch.
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