After last summer, George stuck around for a couple weeks, then ended up in non-dorm housing. Since he needed to feed himself and I didn't, he took the rice cooker and was apparently using it very heavily.
Since he was still cooking for himself at the beginning of the summer, he kept using it, until this past weekend when he went home. I had been floundering a bit at the beginning of the summer without it, so given the opportunity, I immediately got it back and put it to use soon after.
Nothing says easy, home cooking with rice like stirfry. After days of subbing in pasta and ramen, I was back in my element. Our stock of vegetables was good enough to get some variety, and I laid everything out to see what we had.
We had done quesadillas with chicken a day or two before and had some leftovers, so I chopped up some chicken breast that morning and marinated in soy sauce, garlic, and chili powder. It looks like I had onions, mushrooms, spinach, broccoli, carrots, and red bell pepper on the counter as well, so I was set.
And it turned out really well. I was a little scared trying to handle everything solo, but other than the rice, the pieces mostly timed correctly, and after some corn starch magic, I had a complete meal.
Perhaps it's just been too long since, but that was definitely one of the tastier things I've eaten recently.
It was very good.
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