Friday, April 19, 2013


Every night, after Chris tells me stories from his childhood or the day’s news, I make bolognese in my head until I fall asleep. Even though I’ve only actually made this recipe once in real life, I’ve been making it in my head nearly every night since December.

I mentally collect all the ingredients and lay them out on the counter. I grate the onion, the carrots, the celery. After they’re browned, I add the tomato, then beef. When the grape juice is reduced (yeah, I don’t even make-believe cook with make-believe wine), I restock my make-believe counter, and I start grating a new onion.

It’s kind of like counting sheep, but tailored to an over-anxious law student who finds solace in Italian food.



  1. that's such a pretty and relaxing picture.

  2. this is hilariously awesome and much better than my obsessive outfit making.

  3. This is hilarious. Before I go to sleep I think about absolute junk - this seems like a really methodical way to fall asleep. On the topic of cooking with alcohol, here's a David O. Mckay anecdote about him eating rum enthusiastically.

  4. Such a great idea for those of us over-anxious folks out there. I'm going to have to try this!


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