Never have been. Even as a kid, night time was my time. My years with the carnival were great (except for Saturday matinees, that is) and in the winter I’d always try to get a job that started at 4pm at the earliest. Work till 2am and then go out to the after hours clubs. Can’t do that any more but I have lots of fond memories.
Which should have kicked in this morning when I tried to cook. I got black beans. Of course they started out as limas but they just totally left my mind and the smoke woke my husband. They were going to be the basis of lima bean hummus for him, which he loves. (I try to do nice things for him occasionally)
I even told myself to set a timer so I wouldn’t forget the beans. So I forgot the timer.
NOTE TO SELF: Do NOT attempt to cook anything on the stove (crockpot is ok) at 7am. EVER.