So, I came home from a day at long day at work, and settled into the evening hours. I opened the door, sat down, read my mail, and then before you know it it’s six o’clock and it's almost time to make dinner, except I was at a loss for things to make. Last night I had been a real pro and had actually made something from a cookbook: peanut soup. “Peanut soup? You actually made that? Wow. . .”

Yes, those were the same questions asked by my friends, who were clearly in awe of my skills when I related the tale of my latest culinary coup. . . I like to cook as a hobby but I’m really in it for the accolades. To me, the admiration of the masses is sweeter than any lovingly crafted homemade dessert.

But, anyhow, no such luck for me tonight, as I couldn’t figure out what to make. I wanted something quick and sandwich-like, but I was out of bread and didn’t feel like going to the store to get any. I actually toyed with the idea of making some (yet again virtuous!) but quickly put the kibosh on that, once I realized it would take a full hour to bake. What I really could go for was some sardines, but I wasn’t going to sit there eating sardines out of a can, even in the privacy of my own home. This need to avoid eating naked sardines actually led me to consider the loathsome combination of eating sardines and couscous, clearly not one of my brightest ideas. Speaking of bright, just then a light bulb went off and I realized that I could easily make spaghetti with fake sausage (I’m a quasi-vegetarian) and peas on the side (good thing Dave wasn’t there). Problem solved! With dinner out of the way, I was then ready to settle into the challenging task of providing interesting, witty, thought-provoking “content” for deforge.com. I’ll let you know when that happens. . .