I've watched approximately one billion football games this weekend, few of which have gone the way I wanted them to. I must be some kind of bad luck charm. That, or I pick teams that suck.
When I haven't been watching football, I've been playing with my new Christmas present - a George Foreman grill. I've known people who are long-time Foreman grill fans but I always avoided they hype. This new one comes with different plates so you can make waffles and even (so they claim) muffins. So far I've made a grilled cheese sandwich at lightning speed and cooked some bacon without all the usual mess. I have to admit, I'm enchanted. Now, whenever I cook something, I try to figure out if I can do it on my grill. It's becoming a strange obsession.I will leave my apartment sometime this year (it hasn't happened yet) but until then, I have George to keep me entertained.
