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.
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3 comments:
So you will be in charge of lighting up the food making device on our trip eh?
Yay campstove!
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...
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