Mrs. Blan (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} stephaniebird) wrote,@ 2008-05-20 09:44:00 |
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It has been great having N around with down time over the last five days. He gets to decompress and hang out with his friends, but he also does things like cook me dinner and do laundry and clean the kitchen and cook me dinner again. How lucky can a lady be?
On Saturday we had eggs inspired by Gordon Ramsay, scrambled in cast iron next to some lovely tomatoes, and served on baguette, similar to what you might see here. I first learned of this delightful video in gfrancie's posting here. I just checked out his latest cookbook for future inspiration. It's bursting with color photographs and homages to various ingredients. Last night I came home, and N had roasted us a chicken in a manner suggested by Aliza Green, with a whole lot of garlic jammed under the skin. There was also farmer's market asparagus, more Ramsay tomatoes, a lovely herb salad, and big glasses of Pinot Noir. We got kind of drunk and watched a Rocky movie. This is like our dream date night, so lovely when it comes along.
We have been pinching pennies lately. I was looking forward to receiving a little economic stimulus last week, but it seems to be MIA. My mom is sending us some money to help with tickets to visit. If I shop around and we fly into Boston and worry about how to get up to Maine later, I can probably score the tickets with the check she sends. I was pleasantly surprised to find a reimbursement check in the mail from my flexible spending account, but I think that will fill our cars with gas, buy a wedding present for the weekend, and allow us to enjoy a few other nice groceries.
Tonight I'll make the Zuni cafe lentils. I saved six yogurt containers (quarts?) of broth made with last night's chicken carcass. I'm nothing if not crafty that way (crafty meaning clever, not good with crafts).
What else will encompass the day off? Reading? Cleaning? Laundering? Sky's the limit. All I know is that I won't be working the Mario Lopez event tonight! I have to run the off-site book sale at the Stedman Graham event for McDonald's on Thursday, though. I can't get out of everything. And we get Valerie Bertinelli next week. My job really cracks me up sometimes.
On Saturday we had eggs inspired by Gordon Ramsay, scrambled in cast iron next to some lovely tomatoes, and served on baguette, similar to what you might see here. I first learned of this delightful video in gfrancie's posting here. I just checked out his latest cookbook for future inspiration. It's bursting with color photographs and homages to various ingredients. Last night I came home, and N had roasted us a chicken in a manner suggested by Aliza Green, with a whole lot of garlic jammed under the skin. There was also farmer's market asparagus, more Ramsay tomatoes, a lovely herb salad, and big glasses of Pinot Noir. We got kind of drunk and watched a Rocky movie. This is like our dream date night, so lovely when it comes along.
We have been pinching pennies lately. I was looking forward to receiving a little economic stimulus last week, but it seems to be MIA. My mom is sending us some money to help with tickets to visit. If I shop around and we fly into Boston and worry about how to get up to Maine later, I can probably score the tickets with the check she sends. I was pleasantly surprised to find a reimbursement check in the mail from my flexible spending account, but I think that will fill our cars with gas, buy a wedding present for the weekend, and allow us to enjoy a few other nice groceries.
Tonight I'll make the Zuni cafe lentils. I saved six yogurt containers (quarts?) of broth made with last night's chicken carcass. I'm nothing if not crafty that way (crafty meaning clever, not good with crafts).
What else will encompass the day off? Reading? Cleaning? Laundering? Sky's the limit. All I know is that I won't be working the Mario Lopez event tonight! I have to run the off-site book sale at the Stedman Graham event for McDonald's on Thursday, though. I can't get out of everything. And we get Valerie Bertinelli next week. My job really cracks me up sometimes.
