Mothers’ Day Drive

We took a jaunt yesterday, even for ten miles or so on a closed road and saw some beautiful scenery. Jim drove the first third of the trip then I took over. That way he got to call his grandmother and wish her a wonderful day, as she was at church earlier.

The dog enjoyed the trip, sleeping whenever the speed limit was constant and sitting up in back (cargo net over the folded-down seat with 4″ orthopedic mattress and a tie-down, plus water.

We stopped at my favorite grocery and Jim was surprised that I had not one but three butchers waiting on me and the aged ribeye we bought (after I said, “what are you making me tonight, honey?”) was expensive but worth every bite. It’s the best steak I’ve had since Italy a few years ago. Let’s just say that we would’ve spent 3-4 times that much with one evening at a prime steakhouse because the potato and corn/red bell pepper salad were included.

Tonight it’s fajitas and I’m dipping a knife tip into Rick Bayless’ pool. Tomatillos are out so I’m going to manufacture an avocado and tomatillo salsa, but I got one pasilla that I’ll roast and I don’t have any cilantro, just did it on the fly so we’ll see what happens. I do have a white onion and will rinse it under cold water to tame the sting.

I’m going to marinate my chicken and roast the pepper and let you know what happens later. Cheers, Dee

ps And cheers to the butchers. Maybe I can convince them to order a capon for me this year because I found an organic provider. If its’ castration they have a problem with, what do they think of letting them live twice as long without breeding? D