I think my culinary prowess is improving. I've gotten really good at futzing around in the kitchen when I know I have other things I should be doing. For instance, tonight one thing on my agenda was to fill out forms explaining how I got electrocuted at work. I pulled up the email from HR, saw that there was an attachment, and suddenly found myself in the kitchen with an assortment of veggies and a chicken breast in front of me. I generally go from "hungry" to "cooking" in 30-180 minutes. I'll hem and haw over exactly what sounds good to me, and there's a good chance I'll page through a cookbook I just realized I've had for two years and never once read. Then I'll decide on what sounds good and go ahead and make something completely unrelated to that. Afterward, I'll probably kick myself for not sticking with my first appetitial¹ instinct.

Tonight's smorgasbord entailed mushroom and garlic chicken over rice. I didn't bother to put much effort into it, so it was plain old chicken with some spices tossed over it. And some sautéed mushrooms and garlic to go with it. Much to my surprise, it turned out delicious. Naturally, I posted a picture of it on Tumblr, because that's what I do.

Gimme another couple of days and I'll be opening a gourmet restaurant. My paperwork might not be filled out yet, but I think you'll like the daily special.

¹An adjective form of "appetite" I created for the sake of this post.