Coconut lobotomy. The other day, we stopped by Little Saigon on the way back from volunteering in Tijuana. I really liked the young coconut drink, so I cracked open my own today. Now I have an urge to go to medical school and study neurology.
Day 2 of this cold/fever/birdflu thing. Ack. I feel like crap. I decided to zap those nasty viruses with some high heat capsaicin. Take that, mean microbes! Stir fried Chinese noodles, Southeast Asian flavor. Shitake, oyster, and wood ear mushrooms, sizzled with edamame, basil, garlic, and Thai chili peppers. Lots and lots of Thai chili peppers. Assorted mystery sauces from the refrigerator. Despite my discomfort cooking Chinese food, the noodles came out perfect and not overcooked. Still feels kind of wrong. I kept wanting to add pancetta and parmesan cheese.
The answer to the lightbulb in the fridge question. No. It does not stay on.
And this is what the inside of a dishwasher looks like when it's running.
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