dinner time with whitney

i took myself on a date tonight. that's not true. i cooked myself dinner, which if you know me seems like something that would be so 2007. anyway, i made polenta, mushrooms, and a poached egg. here it is:

granted. i am the only judge, but i am also hyper fucking critical. it was lovely! it really tasted so nice. i might even make it for someone else. can you imagine it?