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What's the problem with soaking beans the night before?
it's an arse, it means i have to plan what i'm going to eat way in advance and if i wake up and just.. don't feel like eating beans then i have a bunch of beans i need to consume before they go bad..
Everyone's different I guess, but I don't think of one day before as "way in advance". Plain boiled beans freeze really well so I just do that if I've already made them but my plans change.
Honestly I’m starting to think “Do you freeze food?” is the most powerful indicator of a person’s overall level of having their shit together.
My hypothalamus sends a new wave of sensory data about 10 times a second. That means if something can’t be accomplished in 100ms, I need project management software to get it done.
“Live in the now” they said. “Closest weapon, closest target” they said. “Go with the flow” they said. Now I have the attention span of a gnat and dried beans are just cruel parodies of food.
What are we talking about anyway?
At least you write really well, so you've got that going for you. I do get that things which involve that much prep don't work for everyone's lifestyle, I guess it's the upside of being pretty boring and living in a country where I don't have any friends that I can make it work for me.
I’m just feeling upended because I’m taking care of a family member’s dog at their house, and the place I’d be otherwise is my apartment but it’s pretty new and I was homeless before and just don’t have much routine in my life. Really want more.
Also my apartment’s countertop space is almost nil and it’s not much better at this house.
Not the worst I’ve dealt with though. In college I had an apartment where the countertop space was just the drain area of this big cast iron sink + drain pan thing, and even there I managed to cook a lot.
But always immediate stuff. Onions and eggs and spaghetti and sauce and all that.
Peak routine was during my last relationship. Got really good at great northern beans. Dang I’m gonna take another run at beans I think.
It’s an asynchronous process that requires me to hold a mental model of the state of an ongoing project.
I mean it’s not that bad, I can put beans in a bowl of water on the counter and not have to remember it because I’ll see the bowl of beans.
But my life is chaotic and I might forget they’re there or just go sleep at a friend’s house or whatever and then I come home and there’s my bowl of beans harboring an entire microscopic civilization entering the industrial age because Siri decided to play dumb when I asked her to remind me in twelve hours that I’ve got beans soaking.
“Here’s what I found on the web for remind me in 12 hours that I’ve got beans soaking”
My brain evolved in a place where soaking beans would require finding a puddle in a rock depression after rainfall. Like unless I come across a tree full of protein bars, I’m fucked.