Fight laziness, fight comfort. I came home at 730pm tonight and pushed myself to get things done. Laundry and cooking, two of the worst things to have to do on a long weeknight. I easily could have grabbed takeout on my way home and then show up to work tomorrow in an oversized Coyote Logistics polo. But no, no more laziness, no more. My shirts are clean and I’m enjoying clean home cooking too. Might as well call me Outkast, I’m so fresh and so clean. 

Sidenote: I tossed in a couple cinnamon sticks and a few bay leaves when boiling the brown rice. It brings floral brightness to the rice, nicely juxtaposed with the hearty keema.