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So, Sundays and Mondays have sort of become the make dinner together night. Although last night we didn't. I made banana bread instead, watched the White Sox game and went over to a friend's house to watch Desperate Housewives. But tonight we were all here and it was nice. We made teriyaki vegetable stirfry over udon noodles. I didn't want my bowl to ever be empty. I even ate with chopsticks to make it all last longer--the last little bits of flavorful garlic and egg were a bit tricky to maneuver. I really enjoy making dinner. But, more than that, I really enjoy being cooked for. I didn't totally appreciate this notion of having someone else cook for me--I mean other than my mom, though I am beginning to appreciate that since she stopped cooking for me about 4 years ago--until this summer, I don't think. The best is when it's really out of care. I had two amazing dinners made for me this summer--not amazing because of the ingredients, though they were good too. But amazing because I didn't have to do anything. And not because I didn't want to, but because the other person really did.

(by the way, blogger spell check things that "stirfry" is supposed to be "stripper." it's not.)