I know that Seth (Godin)
wouldn't approve. (See #11 here
.) But I'm going to do it anyway. For the past couple of days, I have been outnumbered. 4 cats to 1 human. I have my own cat, but I also watched the 3 that live in the apartment below.
They come in all sizes and colors, but one thing is universal. THEY REALLY LOVE TO EAT. In fact, I think each cat lives for that moment when he or she sees you approaching that part of the room where the food's stored, followed by the sound of the crack of the can or the scooping of the pellets. Knowing how much it means to them, when I opened one eye to my very own cat staring at me indignantly at the crack of dawn both days this weekend I looked into her desperate eyes and imagined three other hungry faces. So I got my butt out of bed to, well, get them on a good start.
To treat myself, last night before I went out to celebrate a friend's birthday, I decided to make tofu "chicken" salad, based on a recipe I found in a vegan cookbook I bought eons ago.
The unbelievably awesome tofu 'chicken' salad I made.
I thought to look for the directions on how to make tofu "chicken" salad after having some at One World Cafe
for the first time a little over a week ago. I didn't have very high expectations of my own concoction because I'm not the best in the kitchen. (Did I ever tell you that I once put an entire head of garlic in a recipe that required one clove?) But I was really proud of myself when I took the first bite because it tasted great!
Before my culinary breakthrough yesterday, I stopped by the Eddie's off Roland Avenue
in the late morning/early afternoon. It was the first time I'd been to that location and might be the last, at least for a while. Ever been in there? I felt like I was decades too young and like I had tens of thousands of dollars too little in my savings account to be in there. It probably didn't help that I was half asleep, but hey, a weird experience is just that. Weird.