Somehow, the last time I posted was a whole week ago, and I’m not sure why that is. In between then and now, we went to the premier concert of the Madison Symphony Orchestra, and tried out a new-to-Madison restaurant (#21 of a Chicago area chain). Nothing that we ate there – a pasta bolognase, and fish frito misto, plus tomato bruschetta, and a salad – was a new and unusual taste, but it was all well-prepared, and moderately priced. I served a birthday dinner for School Woods – that I actually started cooking for on Thursday. Some dishes turned out well – really good bread – but a few things not so much – I burnt the bottom of one of the meat lasagnas – I never do that. I was partial host of an info session for prospective students at the library school. I survived a potentially contentious grocery co-op Board meeting last night – and just finally brushed the taste of the over-garlicky kale salad we got for our dinner out of my mouth.
And now,
I’m not dead, I’m in Pittsburgh.
Frank Black
For a metadata conference.
I only photographed the apps and table settings before anyone arrived at the dinner, and also included, breakfast – in Detroit – coffee & a pumpkin doughnut:
- Pumpkin doughnut from Caribou in Detroit
- Sign explaining the presence of wayward sandbag
- Skirt and a bit of the rug
- Table setting
- Table setting
- Table setting with bread in parchment for dipping into aforementioned oil
- Olive oil for dipping with roasted garlic, Parmesan and a sprinkle of red pepper flakes
- Spicey cashews & grapes
- A few cubes of cheese, toothpicks, and squash-shaped candle (unlit)
- Pickley carrots at birthday dinner
