What I can do is cook. The tea for the math department (about fifty people or so) is this Friday. I feel I should clarify that I did in fact volunteer to cook for this -- Kev would have been more than willing to just buy food for it instead. But planning and executing this kind of complex cooking maneuver is fun, though I don't do it with anything like Meriko's virtuousity -- every one of her plates looks like it came out of a five-star restaurant. Maybe I'll do that someday; for now, I'll settle for everything being tasty and sufficiently warm when served. :-)
This afternoon, I made milk toffee, the beef curry for curry buns, and this evening, I'm in the midst of ginger-garlic chicken (chopped small, which will go into mini pastry shells on Friday morning and bake. Kev is my sous chef in all this, which is definitely needed; cooking for fifty by yourself would be no fun. Cooking with him is fun, though there's already been one minor disaster, when my milk toffee refused to set. I think I didn't cook it down long enough. It seems to be setting now, extremely slowly -- we'll see what it looks like in the morning. If it still hasn't set by then, my mom recommends dumping it back in the pan with a little water, bringing it back up to temperature and cooking it down properly. Would be tricky not over-caramelizing it in the process, though, so let's keep our fingers crossed that it'll finish setting tonight.
Speaknig of finished, I'm about finished. Bedtime soon. One more student response to finish in the morning; wouldn't be fair to him to finish writing it now, when I'm so groggy. More cooking tomorrow, plus looking at eleven (!) houses in Wicker Park in three hours, followed by an open house for prospective students at Roosevelt. Should be a good day.