So I guess if this is a cooking blog I should talk about food at least a little.
Friday I met Mark at a retirement party for somebody we both used to work with, although Mark much longer than me. After, with Jane & Jonathan, we went and had dinner at Graft, a new-ish small plates restaurant. When we arrived it was still light with a lovely view of the Capitol, even if it wasn’t sunny enough to paint the dome pink as our host pointed out sometimes happens. We tried the fennel salad and mac&cheese, then got trout rillettes and a plate of bread because the crostini that came with weren’t quite enough. We also ate the pork belly garganelli (the little twisty ones), kind of a bolognase, and the short rib with cauliflower and horseradish. I broke my Dryuary with a martini and a beer, so things got a little blurry, but pleasantly so.
Saturday night I heated up the leftover leek tart. It was a cookie party overflow, from the freezer, and we had eaten some of it for last Sunday brunch. To go with, I walked to Whole Food and got some baby arugula, and made a fake Caesar salad. I didn’t even make croutons, just toasted some sliced almonds, and burned my chin on the baking dish, a baby glass pie plate, when smelling them to test for done-ness. And I finally made the sweet potatoes with bacon and caramelized onions from Small Victories – so a quite heavy on the onions dinner, but no ill effects.
I think I’m that crazy color because it’s reflecting off the computer. Today – Tuesday – I think the burn mark is actually giving my chinline a little more definition
Suzanne started this game on Facebook (or probably somebody else started it, but Suz is the one of my friends playing) and she gave me Duchamp to post. I gave a few other friends Thomas Moran and Damien Hirst. Suzanne did a painting Peale, Rembrandt. I also gave out Jim Nutt, Ellsworth Kelly, Sokari Douglas-Camp, Barnett Newman, and Emily Carr.
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On Sunday, Mark’s day was like go for a walk for coffee, go to the gym and swim (he’s started a new workout routine to get fit, working with a doc at UW Health Sports Med), then go for another walk for coffee, read the paper and watch the Super Bowl.
My Sunday was a little different. I got out the bread dough that had been rising in the fridge, and shaped it – two baguettes and a boule. Then I went out for a walk. Came home and had a little breakfast, and baked the bread. I packed Megan’s birthday goodie box, and started the beans cooking for our vegetarian chili to eat with the Super Bowl. I tried to record a short thing for my class, but didn’t have enough time – I had to leave to drive to the Dells to pick up the kids. I mean, I recorded it but it sucked and was too long at seven minutes. I trashed it, and when I got back recorded again and got it down to 5:00. But the package drop at the big post office was jammed, so I couldn’t mail the box till Monday morning. I made dough to wrap kosher dogs in for apps, and shredded cabbage for coleslaw, and got the chili cooking. It was pretty much the perfect Super Bowl supper but I only took pics of the dogs.
It still really sucks that the falcons lost.
Superbowl Sunday Breakfast
Kosher dogs in dough – on top of newspapers, on my mom’s marble coffee table