A good night, a break from the day, no computer screens, and ingredients I haven’t worked with. Perfect for an experimental cooking fest, complete with dancing! The result was yummy. No pictures, since this isn’t a cooking blog, but trust me: when the kitchen is that much of a mess when you finish, the result has to be delectable!
No running either. Forgot the bag at home, lending my car, experimental cooking, excuses excuses.
Next verb: drooping, as in my eyelids.