The ability to leave skanky dishes in the sink and not bug anyone else is one of the joys of living alone, IMO.

I had a male friend in college who grew up with sliding door showers. He didn't know you had to put the shower curtain INSIDE the tub...until his roomate walked into a LAKE in the bathroom.

Wealthy philosophy majors. Ay.

I had a male friend in college who grew up with sliding door showers. He didn't know you had to put the shower curtain INSIDE the tub...until his roomate walked into a LAKE in the bathroom.

I think one of his relatives must live above me, judging by the frequency with which my bathroom ceiling leaks.

One time I stopped by my friend's place in college and found that the other guys sharing the house with him kept an opened jar of Miracle Whip in the cupboard next to the peanut butter.

Since microbes have better taste than to eat Miracle Whip, it was probably fine.

Seconding all of the vw is not a bad roommate posts.

Work got busy, so I missed all of the ways suggested for dealing with TDP, but I have made note of them. Yay.

I just made the best dinner

sauteed bacon ( whitefont for perkins delicate feelings). Then in the same pan sauteed chicken breasts(thin cut) that had been dreged in flour, salt, pepper, and fresh thyme. once it was done I sauteed a tiny bit of onion and many sliced mushrooms in the pan. deglazed with red wine. sauce over the chicken crumbled bacon over the chicken.

sidedish, the first. Fennel carmalized in a pan, a little onion, butter and olive oil - salt and pepper.

sidedish the second. cubed white potatoes, and sweet potatoes, microwaved ( in other words steamed) with butter salt and pepper.

Time to pull together ( including defrosting the chicken ) 20- 30 minutes

I've made errors in cooking ( at other times) , but I am a damn fine cook.

Oh my god, beth. Can I come for dinner?

As much as I reminded myself the other night that I am a good cook? Tonight, not so much. I ate a veggie hot dog. It wasn't dinner so much as nostalgia.

Beth, that sounds like a fabulous dinner. I am getting better with cooking, but I still avoid cooking with meat. I love eating meat, I don't mind cooking with ground meat, but I hate having to actually handle raw meat.

sj - gloves, the disposable ones. but, honestly, the store cut the meat, so touching was very little. and while I would call me a hands on cook - ground meat usually requires more handleing.

One of the interesting things is that my neighborhood considers Matt the cook in the family. That is because Matt can orcestrate big dinners for 40 plus people. Only a few people know that we have two cooks in the family.

Oh dear. It's just started raining here, and it looks like it's not stopping anytime soon. Wallybee is out in it, she doesn't have a car and her work takes her all over the city, often on bicycle. And there's not really anything I can do to help but be sympathetic.

Meanwhile, had lunch with one of my brothers, and another brother's ex-girlfriend. Certainly made for some interesting conversation.

sj - gloves, the disposable ones. but, honestly, the store cut the meat, so touching was very little. and while I would call me a hands on cook - ground meat usually requires more handleing.

You're right, I need to invest in some gloves. Although, once we are living together, I think I will make Dave cook chicken once a week. He is a pretty good cook too. For me ground meat requires very little handling, because it is usually headed right into a tomato sauce, so it goes into the pan from the container. No touching required.