Saturday, November 12, 2011

{Whip Something Up}

Happy Saturday, all! I spent most of the day in the library, and Megan joined me at noon. We gave up on homework at 2:00 (because we were hungry and because we were doing homework, and homework should NEVER trump food!) and decided to finally eat some lunch. We packed up our stuff, checked out eight books apiece, and headed to Megan's room.


Just a little background information on the dorms here: I live in a residence hall called KnuHa, which is the third floor over Knutson (boys dorms) and Hartill (girls dorms). We have a mini kitchenette, a bathroom, a main room, and ZERO counter space. I have two other roommates. Megan lives with three roommates in the residence hall called South, because it's on the south side of the street Lydia. (*cough*NP:App*cough*) She has more of an apartment style of room, with a bedroom, two bathrooms, a living room, and a kitchen--albeit a small one, but a kitchen nonetheless.

This picture (from pizza party night) somewhat indicates how small Megan's kitchen is!

Since making lunch wasn't in the plan for the day, we didn't have a plan for what to make. Megan took a look in her (full sized) refrigerator (that I am very jealous of) and decided to make ham and cheese quesadillas.

More Mexican food, anyone?

Yes, please!

We actually tease a lot that we can read each others minds, because we end up saying the same thing at the same time a lot. The other night after our jazz band concert, we went to Perkins and did it twice--just in the time we were at Perkins! I had to laugh when she asked me if quesadillas sounded good, because I had just been thinking that, hmm, we could make quesadillas!


Me being not the world's best cook and all, I'd never made quesadillas (and yes, I am aware that they are super simple to make--I just have never made them). So I watched as Megan went to work. But I also felt pretty justified, because she burned the first one. (Read: I am not the only one who burns stuff in the kitchen, like this!)


She made a second quesadilla--without burning it this time--and ate the burned one herself. They were very delicious! I made a mess of mine--and I guess it's a good thing I'm the one who takes the pictures...

Ahh, the adventures of cooking in college and the beauty of being able to whip something up.

Bon appetit!

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