So my master plan of last weekend, cooking all the vegetables I could, seems to have worked.
Mark and Rach and I had tomato gratin and eggs and fruit on Sunday morning; I did make the Smitten Kitchen one – but I used leftover garlic toast and much less Parmesan, instead of cubing and frying fresh bread. We were still so full from breakfast that all us girls ate for dinner was nibbles of the ice cream sammiches on Sunday after Magic in the Moonlight. Which we agreed was pretty to watch, and Colin Firth was himself, but the movie just wasn’t that good. the characters were just too slight. You weren’t at all convinced that it was the best thing for this smart, 53-year-old man to fall in love with this 25-year old wisp. Tim Robey in the Telegraph nails it, “The film’s hardly a chore to watch, and it looks like a million of 1928’s dollars. It just has its heart in the wrong place.” Rach and I ate leftover squash casserole, and leftover corn, and leftover roasted green beans for lunch on Monday .
Monday night I was in the Twins to give a talk, so I took leftover pasta for dinner. After pie at Norske Nook, and putting the finishing touches on my slides. I had sour cream raison meringue, because if I made that kind of pie myself, I’d have to eat it all myself – no one else in the family would help. But I should’ve had peach melba.
Tuesday I gave the talk and drove back. There was a sound like running water in my hotel room, almost like white noise, but just enough NOT like white noise to make it hard to fall back asleep after I woke up every 2-3 hours like I do. So I skipped the end of the conference, and left at 2:30, so I’d be able to do the driving earlier in the day, but even so I had to stop and eat a Taco John’s Santa Fe chicken burrito, halfway, at Orange Moose – so it would keep me awake with its disgustingness. Which all meant I didn’t eat any leftovers on Tuesday.
Wednesday was all leftovers all the time. Corn cut off the cob and mixed with the last spoonful of creamy Italian, and the last three cheery tomatoes, and that crusty part of the last slice of tomato corn pie was lunch, then the last of the pasta, and collards with bacon for dinner.
Tomorrow we’ll have new food – mostly. I hear I’m getting cilantro and tomatoes in my CSA box, and I have a nice purple onion from a previous box, and some hot chile’s from Rebekah’s box in the fridge. So I’ll make salsa, and we’ll have tacos with shredded grilled chicken, and corn, and I’m cooking a big pot of beans right now.
I think I’ll have to get into PJs and have a little slice of the ice cream sammiches, and watch the Wire. I am on season five, and I think I am on to the episode where Omar gets it.
