Bachelor-ette

Well, I’m home from Rome, and as always, the transition has been slightly bumpy. There are things that smooth it out – like when my niece Isabella randomly hugged me with all her little might and said, “I love you.” 

But there are things I don’t like so much… and one of them is noticing just what a bachelor I’ve become. For instance, I’m embarrassed to admit that I had to call my mother to ask her how to get chocolate stains out of (all) my clothes after chocolate melted in my suitcase. I cannot iron to save my life, and somewhere along the line, I completely forgot how to cook. I can make salad, however, and occasionally cook chicken that I’d never inflict on others. 

Being gluten intolerant means that I cannot resort to pasta, and not liking rice means that I never have to embarrass myself by demonstrating that I really can’t manage preparing rice properly. Added to all this is my proclivity to become distracted with work and burn pots and kettles. 

But today I turned a corner:

Actually, Zoe made me do it, since I wanted (her) to make the scones from the Almond Flour Cookbook I gave her, not without my own benefit in mind. Admittedly, they might not look so great, but I think they might actually taste really good.

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Irene Lagan is the general manager of Guadalupe Radio in Washington, DC. She is a former collaborator for the English language section of Vatican Radio, has written for several publications, and holds a Masters degree in philosophy. She served as managing editor at the National Catholic Bioethics Center while in Boston, and has been published in Ethics & Medics, the National Catholic Register, Zenit, Franciscan Way, the Arlington Catholic Herald, and The Boston Globe. In addition, she has taught university students as an adjunct professor and has consulted in the area of communications and development for non-profit organizations.

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