I have 3 nice ones ready to go into a calabrese salad today, so I wanted to buy basil. I usually buy Thai basil from the nearby Siamese grocery store, but the weather was so nice I wanted to hit the outdoor markets. I was shocked at how crowded they were! It's ok for great minds to think alike, but they need to make room for Daddy.
I didn't see any herbs at Merriam so went to OP. There I found some basil and got a vidalia onion to go with, and stopped at the local Panera bakery for a fresh baguette on the way home. I've got our new local Pilsner in the fridge, and a bottle of rose' chilled as well. As my beloved Ex used to say, "Yeah man!"
Looking forward to seeing some old friends later this week, one visitor from NYC and the rest of the old gang comes out of the woodwork (where that mold has got to be fierce). Grey skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face. One of those Watchman bloodstained models, fer instance.
Anyways, nice day for a walk. Got in an extra 2000-2500 steps today. Hooray! What with the extra steps and the low cal breakfast, lunch and snack another half-a-pound may melt away soon. Repeat a few hundred times and I'll be in business.
One of the gals I used to date would call me 'her little cabbage' on occasion. She'd spent some time in France and no doubt some amourous frenchie had called her that. Hey, it's fine by me. Call me what you like so long as you don't call me late for dinner. But today, when you call me on time for dinner...we're having a little cabbage.
Quarter and scrub a head of cabbage, cut out the 'core' of each quarter, then split into 'eighths'. Place in the bottom of your crockpot, pour on a good drizzle of olive oil, toss in a couple of smashed cloves of garlic and add a shotglass of white wine - I used some Aussie riesling. Crockpot on high for 3 hours or so, lower the heat and let it roast for another hour to 6 hours. It will get 'dark brown' around the areas it's touching the crockery, and it will caramelize and sweeten and soften. Splash with vinegar if you like - I do. Good, good for you, filling and cheap. Stanky, but totally worth it.
I missed the official 'Feast of the Epiphany' earlier this week...Saint's feast days are not on my calendar, lapsed proddy that I am. But I did pick up a King Cake at the day-old bread store, for cheap. It was a Mexican version, rather than the more-familiar-to-me New Orleans version, but it had the requisite tri-colored topping (guava paste strips, rather than colored sugar) and it had 3 plastic babies in the box. Basically a 'coffee cake' with soul. I ate a couple slices and gave the rest to Terri and Lawson when they stopped by to pick up some boots I'd retrieved from the cowboy store for 'em. Now it's their turn to find the next king cake, which is nice. Terri collects those little plastic babies, and a trio of 'em will lead to some new knickknackery, I imagine.
King Cake always reminds me of better days, with Beth. Then again, so does most everything else. "It's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace, and a wound that will never heal". Yeah, Tom was reading my mail before the letters were written.
I'm just saying.
- Current Mood: happy
Just read a nice discussion of 'The Watchmen' with a lot of commentary by Bill Willingham, author of 'Fables'. Since I just finished the 11th book of Fables this week it's sorta like deja vu all over again or something.
- Current Mood: content