Just wondering about supper Thursday, and this showed up on my YouTube feed. I love Spain on a Fork, cute arm-waving presenter, very good food.
I forgot the lemon juice and subbed fresh chives for parsley, used my fresh supply of yogurt, the greens were arugula, and one sandwich, two slices of grainy, seedy bread, was a fine supper. It helps when you have all the ingredients right there.
I've been thinking about food, partly because of Kamala, who not only wows thousands, settles the hash of hecklers and has half the population in love with her, the other half wants to move in with Tim Walz, but is also a fine cook.
She loves food to share and feed people, not a lone ranger. But I am, and, aside from my baking, which the neighbors and Handsome Son are happy to help with, I'm cooking for one. I sometimes feel this is a bit inadequate, though it's just chance that I'm living and cooking solo.
Then it dawned on me that it's still a social act, because cooking good food helps me keep good health, which, in turn, keeps me independent and not causing anxiety and work for the people around me. So there's that.
I like to feel it's a responsible act. In fact I like doing it anyway, but it's always good to find a bit of moral high ground where you can. So there, sez Boud, smugly. This is a joke. I'm laughing at myself. In case anyone wondered.
Today, Friday, the housecleaners came so I spent time at the library, to be out from underfoot. Here's what I did part of the time
Once I realized that quite a few pieces had been put in where the shape fitted, the image didn't, I took them out and it went much better. I left plenty to do, and a young girl started piecing once I stepped away. This serial puzzling is good.
Especially since that girl had been left to grapple with a rambunctious little sister while her mom was elsewhere. As soon as Mom returned, she dashed for the puzzle, seizing the moment. They're lovely kids, I've seen them around, and the mom is very attentive, doesn't push off the baby on the elder.
Today we have tornado warnings. It's certainly very disturbed up there, whipping winds, hot, with bursts of rain. I think safer at home than at the knitting group this afternoon.
Before the winds get any higher, here's the news from the patio
New bud on the hibiscus
New little friend resting between zinnia leaves
Thank you everyone for your helpful and kind words yesterday. I'm not quite up to individual replies, just thank you everyone.
Happy day, we're here, that's pretty good.
