Yes, there are a few in the neighborhood and they’ve made our dog Zoe an object of their affection. So much so that Zoe started whining at 4:30 this morning to go out, and I took her. Then again at 6:30 a.m. Then I fed her and she went back upstairs to sleep with Jim. I sat downstairs, not wanting to awaken him because he only had a one-day weekend because of a conference.
So I’m tired and have been up all day and now it’s after 2:00 in the morning and I’m literally too tired to sleep. But I can hear Jim snoring and know Zoe’s up there, probably lying on my pillow….
The Zoe going out thing bugs me, but I’d rather her go out than vomit on the newly-cleaned carpets, not that she did that this morning, just a cursory #1 to let me know she wasn’t kidding while she looked for her young pals. A few times a year, she just eats too much grass.
Tonight I found NY strip steaks on sale for a song, so bought a package of four, not at my regular butcher because I needed things like laundry soap and toilet paper. Jim overcooked them, as he was online on my computer ordering things to keep at the office to keep visiting children happy. I told him parents probably won’t like candy so he’s going to (don’t tell this to anyone) learn to blow up and twist balloons. I love him for it and just know he’ll follow through with it and at least get a few shapes down pat. I wish I could have made him a dad, he deserves to be one. His parents were so good with him and his younger brother, encouraging them to forge their own paths instead of taking over the dairy. Jim spent months last year compiling from new and antique stock the materials he wanted in his perfect tool kit at age seven and gave it to our nephew.
We went to town today but didn’t stop by the farmers’ market. My frig is finally getting empty enough to go shopping again. Tonight we had two of the NY strips with Borsari seasoning salt, also radishes with a bit of salt and pepper, and broccoli florets that I steamed in broth, drained, and seasoned with soy sauce, hot pepper flakes and a few drops of sesame oil and served them at room temperature.
Hopefully when I do go to bed, before three please, I’ll have four hours without being bothered by the dog. Oh, we bought Jim a great barn jacket today that is essentially a denim barn jacket “flocked” with suede. It’s supposed to be machine washable. He desperately needed a very light jacket for the cool summer nights and will have it for probably 10-15 years if we take good care of it so I hope it’s a worthwhile purchase. Western doesn’t go out of style. Western formal is his work wear, including good jeans/cords and a Stetson or Resistol button-down plaid shirt. It works out here like it wouldn’t on the East coast or even in Texas. Y’all have a great day. Cheers, Dee
Cooking with Dee 