Conversation In My Head

The sensible and impulsive parts of my personality are often at war with each other. The sensible me believes in menu planning; the impulsive me hates it. Today, they had a conversation.

Impulsive me: Dang! We shouldn't have given our sweetie the last of the bibim bap for lunch today.

Sensible me: Yeah, I know. But, we've got other food to eat, so forget about it.

Impulsive me: No, I want bibim bap!

Sensible me: Tough luck, Cookie. Oh, wait. Maybe there is a way you can have some...

Impulsive me: Really?!

Sensible me: There was some of the sauce left over, remember? Just toss it with the leftover rice and salad.

Impulsive me: (Disgusted) That's not the same.

Sensible me: Hey, I'm just trying to help.

Impulsive me: (Resigned) Okay, it's not that bad of an idea, but we don't have enough salad for the bowl.

Sensible me: Easy. Just make more salad.

Impulsive me: (Whining) But that's not bibim bap! It's supposed to be a mix of cooked vegetables and rice with a little lettuce not a whole bleeping raw salad with rice.

Sensible me: Calm down already. How can we make a quick version? Here... We can blanch a handful of the chard leaves for the greens. We can shred a carrot and saute it up real quick-like. There's no way to rehydrate the shiitake mushrooms quickly though.

Impulsive me: Actually, it's sounding pretty good. Go on.

Sensible me: Aha! We can rehydrate the last quarter cup of our dried regular mushrooms and pretend they are shiitakes. Since they get sauteed with soy sauce and sugar anyway, it will only be a textural difference.

Impulsive me: Sounds good! Let's get cookin'.

Sensible me: (10 minutes later) Yum. This is good. You do know it wasn't on the menu plan, though, and now we've got to tweak it again, right?

Impulsive me: Oh, shut up and eat.