First, let me just say that the book was WONDERFUL (The Art of Racing in the Rain)...and the chamomile tea with honey was soothing.
Tonight, however, there is about 7 hours worth of work waiting for me and only 1 and a half hours to do it. Grr.
Yesterday, D. notified me early that he wouldn't have time to do dinner, so it would have to be my responsibility. Not a problem really, as I rarely have to do it. But, with my own list of things to get done, there was no way I was pulling out The Joy of Cooking and drumming up something spectacular and complicated.
Nope. I just went for our old, simple stand-by...a plate of various cheeses (manchego, cochita, myzithra, swiss, dill havarti, red dorset, and a few others), a plate of meats (roast beef, salami, turkey, and ham), a sliced baguette, and a bowl of olive oil, basalmic vinegar, and spices. Oh...and let's not forget the wine.
Simple. Easy. Sophisticated.
There's no reason to do more than is necessary. Most of the time.
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