I had this all written up and ready to go, then got distracted by a silly game and completely forgot to click the publish button. After a quick read through and a couple of revisions, here's last night's post.
Last night, I just didn't want to cook. I just didn't. The thought of ordering takeout and bringing it home sounded really good. By the time that I'd strengthened my resolve and decided to get my ass into the kitchen and get something done, it was getting a little late to go shopping. The Wife had the car for the evening and I didn't want to take my bike out.
It's not that I'm lazy, though I am definitely that. See, I love riding bikes around. I went for 12 years without owning a car and I hate taking the bus, so bike riding became my preferred mode of transportation. Be it in 100 degree F. heat, torrential rains or blizzards, you'd find me on my bike weaving through traffic.
Then I decided to build my own bike from parts. Not just like get and old junker and adjust the brakes or something; I'm talking like sitting down and spoking wheels and cutting the tubes for my headset. After all that work, I have a bike that is perfect for me in every way and something I have to show off to everyone who comes to my house and says the word "bike." But I'm afraid to ride the damned thing. Oh, it rained out three days ago? I better not take my bike, there might still be a puddle somewhere in the city.
Anyways, back to food. It was getting late and I didn't want to go out, so I decided to work with what we had at home. If it's the day after you've gone our for groceries or something, that's usually not so bad, but the cupboards here were bare, to say the least. After digging around in our 3/4 empty bins of flours and beans, like a bright yellow beacon guiding ships home, I came across a sadly neglected stash of yellow split peas. The result: a really basic split pea soup.