Resolutions: The One Where I Learn To Cook.

Dear Zonk,

I woke up this morning and made myself breakfast. A bread and cheese sandwich toasted with garlic butter with a hole cut out in the center and an egg in the hole. It is, by far, the fanciest thing I’ve ever made myself (though it was pretty easy to do). But, I’m also going for a baking basics workshop later today. At 2.

You see, Zonk, I have an entire spreadsheet of resolutions this year. (Thank you, Rahul.) And one of them is to learn to cook a little. My resolution specifies actual food, mind you. But that’s okay. I think this is a start.

I will be back later today to tell you how the baking went.

And I will reveal my resolutions to you slowly over the year. One at a time.

Love always,

PS. I’m sorry to have been so silent for so long. I’ll do better by you now.


Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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