I figured out something

[trixtah]

There is a reason my body tells me that I want to eat (gourmet) burgers and chips when I'm PMTish... and it's nothing to do with hormones. It's simply not safe to cook.

While preparing my lovely stirfry and rice this evening, I managed to:

• Drop a bamboo shoot on the floor
• Nearly go for a skate, because while attempting to pick up the aforementioned bamboo shoot, I trod on it on my wonky knee side
• Cut my finger
• Burn the chicken (slightly)
• Scorch my right index finger on the frying pan
• Drop the soy sauce (which luckily landed on its base, and which I caught before it toppled over)
  
• Set the bottom of my coffee grinder alight by switching on the element it was resting on, not the element that was for steaming the rice (one of my favourite tricks)
• Scald a finger on my left hand while trying to remove rice from the steamer
• Drop most of the rice... on the bench, where it was at least retrievable

And now I feel like something sweet, like quinoa porridge, milk and maple syrup... but perhaps I'll stick to the fruit salad in juice instead (bah, I want something warm and starchy).