I keep finding myself hanging out on the bed in my bedroom, because the bedroom is where the air conditioner is. Even with the bedroom door open, it's at least 10-15 degrees cooler than in the rest of the apartment. And the rest of the apartment is about 10-15 degrees cooler than the outside.
Eating my meals sitting in bed makes me feel a little like a hospital patient. But it's so nice and cool in this hospital.
My culinary efforts thus far have been very modest. Eggs on toast, bananas, yogurt, cereal, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I cut up a pineapple half an hour ago and now have enough pineapple to feed 10 people. Tonight's experiment - veggie quesadillas made from the small and random assortment of produce and the only grated cheese (mozzarella, oddly enough) that I could get my hands on yesterday.
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