I can't even tell you the number of grilled cheese sandwiches I have had in the past week. I've literally lost count. Sometimes I put ham in them. Sometimes I don't. Sometimes I use the heels of the loaves. Sometimes I don't. But I ALWAYS use cheddar cheese, and I ALWAYS grill them to an amazing golden brown perfection the likes of which most of you have never known.
I like to blame my addiction on the fact that I have to use the loaf of bread I bought as quickly as possible before it goes moldy. Bread tends to get moldy rather quickly here. I realized that this was not the case, however, when I used the last slice of bread (I actually used a heel and a real slice. I was that desperate) and immediately made a mental note to run down to the store tomorrow and stock up again. I'm also out of ham, actually...must buy more of that as well...But back to the problem at hand. Grilled cheese sandwiches are amazing. Three ingredients (four if you're daring), ten minutes by the stove, a flippity flip of the spatula and voila. Dinner. Lunch. Breakfast. It really doesn't matter. GOOD FOOD is ready. Eat it while it's hot.
Sorry my posts are so often about food. It's difficult having to feed oneself.
till next time! (I'll most likely be discussing cookies)
I came back to my flat yesterday to find that a complete and utter tragedy had occurred. My internet connection, which I value oh so much, was simply not working. Indeed, the internet for the entire building was undergoing some sort of crisis, and for more than an hour the residents of Wright's Houses found themselves with nothing to do but talk to eachother and read books. It was dreadful.
When it finally came back, I was overjoyed. I bolted upstairs, woke up my computer and awaited my homepage.
It didn't work. I tried everything to get it fixed. I can't tell you how many times I rebooted and refreshed and replugged. There is simply something WRONG.
I'm currently bumming off my friends PC, but if any of you out there in webland know why my Mac isn't recognizing any sort of modem connection, please let me know.
I wake up every morning and I can't breathe out of my nose. I've become addicted to Strepsils lozenges and pop them at ten minute intervals throughout the day. Despite what the Scottish say, I'm not exactly positive that a pint will help me get better. A chug or two of orange juice would probably benefit me quite a bit more.
Regardless of the fact that I can't breathe and I'm coughing constantly, I've been up to much of the same mischief as of late. Perhaps standing out in frigid temperatures watching football games and walking around Tolcross at 3 in the morning are bad ideas.
But I'm going to do them anyways. And plus, it's not everyday you get to climb the Scottish monument and then be scared out of your mind that you are definitely going to fall off if you look out over the edge because the wind is so blustery.
Bluster.
Loves it! Michelle
**EDIT**
NON-SOLID CHOCOLATES
The Scots have some strange obsession with chocolate bars that are not completely solid. I don't mean to say that they are filled with any sort of creamy nougat or caramel, either. It's aerated. Aerated chocolate.
Wispa Bar - aerated chocolate bar Galaxy Ripple - aerated chocolate bar Aero - aerated chocolate bar/balls Boost - aerated chocolate bar
it's like eating a butterfinger, where you have to be careful not to get flaky peanut butter flakes all down the front of your shirt. But it's chocolate instead. The only thing that is pure, solid chocolate is a Yorkie, and apparently I'm not allowed to eat those
This entire entry is dedicated to that miraculous wonder food that I never truly appreciated until now. Thank you Fish and Chips, you saved my soul today. Twice.
Special thanks to Concorde take-away, who made this all possible. Without you, I'd be alone and hungry with no where to go except Efe's to get some kabobs.
Love everlasting (especially to fish and chips), michelle
In Scotland, freshman are encouraged to go on Pub Crawls the night before they have to register for school. What a great idea!
My flatmates and I all donned traffic cone orange shirts and proceeded to stumble about in heels on cobblestone. I learned a lot of stuff on that pub crawl.
-Even people who live here get lost on these streets -Strongbow is pretty good -Don't get a John Smith's just because you want to know what it tastes like -The fastest way to get a German boy to start dancing is to put on "Infinity 2008". They will, without a doubt, have a moment of clarity immediately after the song has begun and then launch into the most outrageous song and dance routine you have ever seen.
It's a pretty amazing song, but I'm thrilled to say the video is EVEN BETTER.
It's about time someone brought back underwear construction and shirtless sax
Till next time! Michelle
P.S. Don't believe what anyone else tells you. Haggis is delicious.
