29.5.09

Roughing It.



Sitting on the balcony of my condo, frying up beans and sausage in an iron skillet on a Coleman stove. The stove is from Canadian Tire -- as it should be -- and the skillet is from the family -- as it should be. While I occasionally poke the sausage with a fork, I'm listening to my tunes, reading e-mail, and blogging(!). Life is good. Life is very good.

There are worse ways to spend a summer.

Now, all I have to do is use this stove until it's a greasy, rusty mess that only fires up if it's held together in a very specific way, and it'll be perfect.

I think it'll take about a week.

3 comments:

JoeBucket said...

So you will be in charge of lighting up the food making device on our trip eh?

Anonymous said...

Yay campstove!

Karen said...

I might be able to give you a campstove that only works if you hold it together in a certain way, which coincidentally fries your fingerprints off...