One of the worst parts of being on the road is constant hotels. A bed, bathroom, and a TV. Thats what you get. Room service doesn't interest me anymore. I miss cooking my own food.
Luckly, here in Indianapolis we all have suites, with livingrooms, and most importantly.......... kitchens. I just finished making myself dinner. Ostrich steak topped with chaumes soft cheese, ground cumin and white peppercorn, roasted asparagus with sea salt and rosemary and some pretty disapointing couscous.
Its not my kitchen..................
But at least I can still cook.
36 more hours in Indianapolis.
Luckly, here in Indianapolis we all have suites, with livingrooms, and most importantly.......... kitchens. I just finished making myself dinner. Ostrich steak topped with chaumes soft cheese, ground cumin and white peppercorn, roasted asparagus with sea salt and rosemary and some pretty disapointing couscous.
Its not my kitchen..................
But at least I can still cook.
36 more hours in Indianapolis.
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OR... I'd fly down to LA and take over the amusement parks for 3 stright days! haha.
What about you?