Aside from the noise of angry street preachers, screaming drug dealers, and honking drivers, city living is great! After a recent move into the heart of Washington DC’s Chinatown, I am once again adjusting to more change. I now live with two female roommates, both about my age. My weekends aren’t nearly as lonely, and I am still trying to figure out whether that is good or bad. Due to a cluttered kitchen and numerous weekend social commitments, my weekend cooking experiments have been put on hold. I am stuck in a place between happiness and over-stimulation. My relaxing Friday nights with a bottle of wine and a good piece of fresh fish have morphed into food trucks and cheap beer. Trying to figure out how to embrace the change but find the time to do those things that I loved as a weekend hermit.
This weekend’s goal – fresh rosemary bread.