Cooking without butter

Staying with Matt and Tristan, having proper kitchens, reminded me the pleasures of cooking. I haven't put bacon into a pan, or had a pad for that matter in two years. Hit Home Plus. Three hours later I'm having American beef with mushrooms and onions in a red wine sauce... and an egg for good measure. Spices are somewhat limited. Salt and black pepper. Not even ground pepper. And everything gets the olive oil treatment having no butter. Now my 1o cans of tuna and 3 jars of peanut butter are looking anxious about their job security.

Finished the second week of teaching. Classes are going well. A mixed coffee was readied with a cup at my computer station in the classroom. Either this is the way teachers are treated, or I benefited from someone's absent mindedness. I think it may be the former. I remember buying coffees, and now they are provided. I remember carrying out the trash, and now it is handled. I recall straightening, tidying, and cleaning on hand and knee... now there are staff for that. There is also free time.

Free time is a bless to some, and others a curse. I've found time, as noted, to run. I walk the city frequently and at great length with camera in hand. I hope to have my mountain bikes and motorbikes here in the next week.

Shortly I'm heading to Jecheon to volunteer at the Eomimo "Green Tea Experience" on Saturday. I hope to hit the mountains for a sunrise bike ride with Matt. I'd also like to take a an afternoon ride to the lake. Should be a fine weekend. Then, I'll come home and cook something in oil on Sunday.