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This weekend I went for a walk with a friend who shall remain nameless, with her two dogs. It was very hot. We stopped at a Starbucks and got a glass of water for the dogs to lap from (we had both left our wallets in her car, so we had no money) and continued walking with it. Five blocks later, she was so hot and thirsty that she took a swig of the dog water.
Later, we collected her young son and had lunch at a fancy lunch place. I had the egg salad sandwich, elegantly presented on open-faced wedges and tricked out with green olive oil and capers. It was good, but not as good as the more traditional one at Clementine. She had the hummus platter, which was delicious, with swirls of olive oil and about five kinds of bread. Raisin bread is surprisingly good with hummus. We both had minted lemonade.
Then she stole an open jar of Belgian praline spread from a table whose occupants had left, and we had that spread on the rest of the bread for dessert.
This week I am going to attempt (with the same friend) an Autumn Feast. I have always wanted to try a recipe from the old Joy of Cooking for apples stuffed with sausage meat. (I think you can buy sausage meat at a butcher shop?) We will have that with lentil soup flavored with ham, and apple cider. Perhaps we will also attempt a ritual invocation of fertility and abundance, and our TV shows getting picked up.
Later, we collected her young son and had lunch at a fancy lunch place. I had the egg salad sandwich, elegantly presented on open-faced wedges and tricked out with green olive oil and capers. It was good, but not as good as the more traditional one at Clementine. She had the hummus platter, which was delicious, with swirls of olive oil and about five kinds of bread. Raisin bread is surprisingly good with hummus. We both had minted lemonade.
Then she stole an open jar of Belgian praline spread from a table whose occupants had left, and we had that spread on the rest of the bread for dessert.
This week I am going to attempt (with the same friend) an Autumn Feast. I have always wanted to try a recipe from the old Joy of Cooking for apples stuffed with sausage meat. (I think you can buy sausage meat at a butcher shop?) We will have that with lentil soup flavored with ham, and apple cider. Perhaps we will also attempt a ritual invocation of fertility and abundance, and our TV shows getting picked up.