Ham cubed

Day 11 in corporate housing was also the first day I looked for plates, because it was the first day I needed one. I'll give you a minute to applaud my home-making skills.

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Thanks guys.

The reason I hadn't needed any dishes in a week and a half was that you don't need dishes for skim milk or olives. But Day 11 things got all Towanalynne (cooking show host, if you haven't heard of her) and I was ready to slice an apple, and I was stoked to find out my apartment came with a ton of plates. It's also equipped with a buttload of knives (sometimes buttload is just immature and sometimes it's hilarious). None of the knives were any good and I'm an expert on the subject because I tried all eleven.



I realized a photo of eleven knives was a little dark so I spelled out "LOVE" in an attempt to make it less aggressive. A pretty successful attempt. And the photo's out of focus, but that only makes it artsy! I really cannot lose today.

Now is probably the time to try winged eyeliner.

Here are some more cooking tips while we're at it: when you get free dinner for working late at night, order a salad with ham cubes and a side of potatoes. Meal one: lettuce from the salad, meal two: the side of potatoes, meal three: the ham cubes from the salad! They stay good forever. You haven't lived until you've eaten a a cardboard carton of ham cubes for lunch. Sometimes life doesn't require plates I guess.