Josh came into town this week! I don’t know if you remember him, but is my friend who was living and working at the Grand Canyon! (So cool, right?)
His internship just ended, so he came to visit me for a week! (Golly, did I feel special.)
I felt even more super special when I came home from work, and he had bought vegetables and laid out in them out in the kitchen to teach me how to cook! He is a great friend.
He knows that I didn’t own any pots or pans, so he brought me one!
He knows I can’t smell, meaning I have an extremely inhibited sense of taste. For me, textures are really important when it comes to food. When I think about what will taste good for lunch or dinner, I think about it in terms of what food feels like, not how it tastes… ’cause it doesn’t taste like much to me.
Since he knows that texture is everything for me when it comes to food, he bought various healthy foods that had different textures, so I could try a bunch of them and hopefully like at least one. (I liked his reasonable expectations – that he was hoping for me to like one thing.)
Is he such a good friend, or what? – To know me so well, to listen and remember things about me, and to care enough about trying to change my habits into healthy ones (and to keep me from being a miserable vegetarian/vegan during my step down challenge) that he’d go to all that trouble…
We cooked up some leeks, squash, mushrooms, and fake taco meat. (I had never had any of those things.) (We threw tofu in there as well.)
I had never seen a leek before. (I had to look up how you even spell the name of that vegetable.) I’d never seen the inside of squash. It’s a fruit, my friends! I didn’t realize if you cut into a squash, there are seeds. It’s all gel-ly, fruit-like inside.
I was a bit skeptical of this meal. Fruits, veggies, and fungi I’ve never tried before? Fake meat? I know I’m not allowed to have real meat right now, but really, how good can this fake be?
Turns out, it was all delicious. Really. I had no qualms about any of it. And it didn’t seem completely impossible to make. We cut stuff up and put it in the pan. Then we ate it.
Then, Josh was master dish-doer, kitchen-cleaner. (I helped.) But he was so comfortable in a kitchen, and so quick with everything…
We’re like grown-ups! (Okay, he’s like a grown-up.) It’s weird, right? I remember going over to his parents’ house about a trillion times with his mom always totally taking care of us. Now Josh is just swish, swish, swish (those were the sounds of him speeding around comfortably in a kitchen) – a total wiz.
The next night, once the trial dinner was a success, we went shopping so that he could show me where I get everything. We went to parts of the grocery store that I’d never noticed existed.
That was last night. Tonight, we went to the Olive Garden, and I stuffed my face with deliciousness.
Today was his last day. We just got on different buses, and I already miss him.