January 24th, 2002
Never ate perogies. Had "blazing red fish" instead, which was neither blazing nor red. It was heavily fried white flakey/gooey fish. Also ate greener beaners and a large salad.
I'm trying to be healthy.
When I was younger I swore to myself that when I was 21 I'd get into the best shape I possibly could.
Here I am, 21.75 and I'm still in bad shape. Perhaps the worst shape I've ever been in. I definitely weigh more than I ever have before.
My inner child is screaming at me for letting him down. *sigh*
So I'm eating good. when I can. when the urge to eat really good aged gouda cheese doesn't overwhelm me.
Anyway. off to put the ailing curtlepine to sleep with sweet sweet stories.
music: Bela Fleck. fleck fleck fleck... *ahem* accoustically. whee
|Date:||January 25th, 2002 10:54 pm (UTC)|| |
you should eat perogies. goto the cheapest ghetto grocery store and purchase the cheapest perogies they have . boil them up and then pan fry them. served with soy sauce. you will thank me later.
Yes well, I grew up on perogies. My mother's parents were ukraniane (and i can't spell it) which is where perogies (actually called [again can't spell it, here's phonetically] pit-eh-heah) come from.
I meant that in regards to my previous post in which I said that I was headed out to eat said items (at the dining hall, bleh), but they ended up looking particularly nasty, even for dining hall perogies.
Which reminds me, I have to get my great-aunt's recepie for them before she dies.
were from Ukrainia.
heh. much better.