42

...in addition to being the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything, is the approximate number of days it takes for me get completely sick of not being able to cook and living off of convenience store bentos.  Since yesterday was this 42nd day, I decided I really wanted to be able to do stuff like make eggs for Saturday brunch and mix up the occasional stir-fry, so  I went and bought a hot plate.  It looks like this:

  Also got new pans, since the other ones I have are crap.  And they don't work with IH cookers anyway.  But it's super awesome!  It's even got a timer, which is lovely b/c, not even 24 hrs after purchasing it, I have already forgot about some water I was boiling and left it setting for 30 min.  Luckily, I had set the timer and it turned off all by itself!  I was soooooo excited!


So this morning I made myself some eggs and I ate them with tomatoes and bread and it was some wonderful, wonderful food!  


Speaking of good food, for lunch I got a bacon and tomato sandwich at a little shop at the station.  It was pretty standard, EXCEPT!  for the little bit of salsa included!  This was exciting, b/c, with the exception of wasabi (whose only purpose is to crawl into your nose and sit there for the rest of the day), there isn't much by way of hot sauces in Japan.  Now, I would not want to add Tabasco to, say, sushi or anything like that, but I've been missing the lovely burning feeling that a bit of jalapeno brings to my life.


So, I'm definitely going back to this place!