Often, I am too lazy to make more than one food per meal.

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One pot, one dish, one meal. Tonight it was mashed potatoes. Okay, not technically a traditional main-course, but doesn't it deserve to be? I always think of "Mermaids" wherein Cher's character only makes hors d'oeuvres for dinner -- and rightly so, as hors d'oeuvres are the most interesting part of a meal. Anyway, everybody loves mashed potatoes. I got some nice organic yukon gold potatoes this weekend, not too big, a little smaller than the size of my fist each. I threw a few into a pot with salted boiling water, then drained them and mashed em up with a slug of butter, some sea salt and freshly ground black pepper. Late dinner, it's nearly 9 p.m., and I didn't want to eat a big meal because I'm up with the sun tomorrow for the first day of school -- classes start at 8 a.m.! I've printed all my syllabuses on hot pink paper. It's not a gimmick, I swear. It's just that I've had this ream of hot pink paper in my apartment for years and this is the best way to get rid of it.
"Observe Everything. Always think for yourself. Never let other people make important decisions for you." — from Bad News by Edward St. Aubyn