I had such a good time making last night's supper. All of the ingredients were so pretty.
There was braising and the adding of the fruit and melting of butter and basting with sauce and then finishing it all up in the oven. It didn't really come out looking like the picture in the New York Times recipe page but it was pretty enough. My snapper had to lose his head because it was too big to fit into the largest skillet I own which is a pretty damn big skillet. May I die before I'm too weak to handle it.
I grew that cilantro, by the way. It's one of the few things that has survived in the garden. I do believe that my problem there this year can be partly blamed on the chickens who have eaten a great many of the sproutlings and then nipped their favorite greens which did manage to get big enough to taste. Collards and kale, mostly. Dang them.
Anyway, the snapper tasted all right but honestly, it wasn't nearly as good as that whole snapper they cook in a beach bar restaurant with no electricity in Cozumel. And I feel certain the only ingredients they use are salt, flour, oil, and lime. And of course fish which is so fresh that it might have just jumped from the water and into the pan.
Oh well. At least I had fun. And Mr. Moon liked it fine.
I'm trying really hard, I mean I am really making an effort to cook less. And I did well with that last night. There was just enough for our supper and the lunch I packed for my husband. Cooking less means that not only will I have fewer leftovers to deal with, it will be less tempting to overeat.
This is the theory, right?
I mean, some leftovers are good but after a few days I end up throwing things to the chickens which they love and which yes, I do get back in the form of perfect protein but it still feels wasteful.
And yes, chickens do love fish heads.
So today's main activity was, hold on...wait for it! GOING TO COSTCO!
Of course we had fun.
Those crackies! The always crack me up. We went too early, it would seem. Everyone was setting up the sample carts but none were ready. So we browsed. And took our time. Maggie adores Levon, as you can tell. She looks at him with the eyes of love. August is rather fond of his brudder too. There was a lot of laughing.
And then, as it inevitably goes, there was some crying.
Eventually though they got some pizza roll samples as well as some plain yogurt with hemp hearts. I tasted that and said, "Uh, no." So did Maggie.
August and Levon liked it though. August said, "This is really delicious!"
What can I say?
I would say that August's taste buds are more attuned to the less sugary treats but he'd rassle a bear for ice cream and sell his mama for chocolate. Levon just likes everything.
So then we went to Japanica! We consumed our regular miso soups and salads with ginger dressing and various delicious proteins cooked various delicious ways with various delicious vegetables. I went CRAZY and got a Bento Box with green curry shrimp instead of tofu. I have to say it was excellent.
And then it was time for us all to part and go to our homes. Maggie did not want to go. She wanted to go to the bookstore but there just wasn't time today.
When I kissed her good-bye I told her that she was a beautiful, strong, powerful woman-child!
She wasn't much impressed but I'm going to keep telling her because she is. Actually, I'm pretty sure she already knows that, having been born with the knowledge. It doesn't hurt to reinforce the truth, though.
I came home and cut out Maggie's dress.
I hate to admit this but these days pinning the pattern and cutting out the pieces is the hardest part of the whole operation because it requires me to get on the floor. If anyone in the world needs to take yoga, it's me. After a lifetime of fairly excellent flexibility I have become one of those old persons whose joints are as stiff as a rusted-up bolt.
Seriously. Maybe I should start doing a yoga video. Anyone have one they recommend? I have no doubt that Youtube probably offers a million of them.
It's been gray and rainy and chilly all day long and it's supposed to get into the twenties tonight. I've got the porch plants wrapped up and I think they'll be fine. The camellias may lose their blossoms but more will come out soon.
Here are some of the Pink Perfections I picked today. I hope you're not tired of camellia pictures because there will certainly be more.
This is the service which I happily provide. We all have our purposes in life and adoring camellias is one of mine.