This was actually quite a herculean task. It's not easy to make dinner when you're on crutches - so I didn't. I used my walker and made dinner!
Technically, I didn't make everything. I made burgers with ground moose and french fries. Someone else made the salad,
This was a goal of mine and this is the first meal that I've made since returning home. I accepted zero assistance, other than someone making the salad and someone moving the large skillet over (as I made dinner for four, two burgers each). I probably could have moved the skillet myself, but it was just easier and they were already right next to it.
It's amazing how many trips I had to make across the kitchen. Everything has to be done in a different manner and I'm limited in what I can move from one location to another. For some, I have to move them in steps. Reach, grab the item, reach, place the item down, move myself further down the line, and repeat until both myself and the items get to their destination.
It's awkward as fuck and it took about an hour. But, I did it.
It may seem trivial, but I'm actually pretty fucking pleased with myself for having managed. It was not even remotely easy.
Which is to say, I'm pretty sure I deserve a goddamned medal for making dinner. On top of that, it was delicious. The missus made homemade buns this afternoon. They were also delicious.
Yup... I deserve a damned medal. Maybe even two!
That is all.
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[–] TheBuddha [S] 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
Tastes are hard to describe, but like gamier venison. That's the best way I can describe it. It's a good gamier, however. It's fucking delicious.