Gina

This is apparently what happens when I clean out my fridge/freezer/pantry in a fit of “I Need A Fucking Break From My Goddamn Thesis and Also I Can’t Remember The Last Time I Actually Cooked For Myself (As Opposed to Eating Pita & Hummus w/ Veggies or an Al Pastor Taco from Around the Corner)” pique.

2 chicken breasts that were in the back of the freezer (defrosted!)
a whole buncha chopped shallots (maybe a cup?)
a whole buncha chopped white & brown mushrooms (maybe 3 cups?)
1 giant can of plum tomatoes
some olive oil
about 1/2 a stick of butter
a teeny tiny bit of heavy cream
2 bay leaves
approx 1 teaspoon turmeric
approx 1 teaspoon oregano
approx 1 teaspoon rosemary
approx 2 tablespoons basil
(sorry y’all, I do measurements by hand & feel, mostly)
and abouttt half a bottle of $2 pink wine from Trader Joe’s

are all simmering in two pans in my oven at 425 degrees for the next 30 minutes.

I am regretting that I did not put in any garlic. Bad Paisan.

Still. My house smells awesome right now. Just sayin’.

My entire apartment smells like chicken massaman coconut curry soup with basil, garlic, ginger, tarragon, nutmeg, cardamom, black pepper, bay leaves, scallions, sweet potatoes, and kale.

There are a lot of good reasons to pitch woo at me, but my mad kitchen skillz rank high on the list.