For those of you who don't know, I will be selling (leasing) my soul and moving to Brooklyn in two short weeks! Last night my roommate and I started to pack up our kitchen, which was unexpectedly embarrassing. After two and a half years of living in an apartment with a sizeable kitchen by NYC standards, I'm walking away with a spatula, a steamer and a plastic baggie with "basil' written on it in my mom's handwriting. Pathetic. I have high hopes for my future in the kitchen but I must say, last night told a sad story of frozen meals and take out orders. But looking forward!
M.'s stove may not exactly work but I'm confident that between the two of us we can cook just about anything on the stove top. I see chicken in my future! Lots and lots of chicken.
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