Yesterday was a nice little snowy day. I listened to Tina Fey’s Bossypants while playing Plants vs Zombies 2. I’d been having an overthinking moment as of late and Tina helped me out of it. And it helps to know the overthinking bit is quite common and maybe sometimes a touch of neurotic is okay.
Then we ate out at a local Indian joint for dinner. Nothing spectacular to report back, just the usual goodness of enjoying a heavy spicy food on a cold autumn’s night. I think it’s ridiculous that it’s still fall in this 20-30 degree weather but when it’s not windy, it’s good to get bundled up for a bit and go out to enjoy the brisk air. I just want there to be food at the end of it all.
This isn’t the first snow of the season technically. The first one I observed was Thanksgiving Eve. It didn’t stick to anything though. And it was more a mix of sleet. Today’s is actual snow! Fluttery white stuff that is staying on the grass and rooftops. The roads are fine though.
Our hall light blew out and when we tried to twist it out to replace it, the glass bulb came out without the metal piece.
We had to go to the hardware store to get one of these doohickeys:
It did the trick. Got the metal piece out. And I’ll try to remember not to screw in the lightbulb too tightly next time.
It’s December! The final stretch of 2013. We’ve still been staying up late during this break playing games with the cousins and sipping coffee and wine at the same time. Staying up til 5 in the morning. Basically partying like it’s 2013.
The concept of Black Friday is kinda’ meaningless since the stores decided to start their sales on Thanksgiving. If you went looking for sales on Black Friday, you’re already late. Which is fine by me. As much as I do enjoy shopping, the crowds scare me away. I’m happy to be home, sleeping in late, eating leftovers. We may set off midday to see what’s left. Assess the aftermath.
I hope you’re enjoying your version of gluttonous eating.
The first time we went to Cava was at their original location in Rockville. We loved it. The haloumi cheese on fire was so warm gooey and tasty. We went back there two or three times. So good. Still is, I’m sure. Then they opened one in VA so we went there instead. Just once. It was way too loud for us to enjoy the conversations. Then this weekend, on the suggestion of folks we were dining with, we went back for lunch. It was a late lunch. 1PM. Off hours really. But we really enjoyed it this time! Of course besides being quieter, the menu looked more expanded with a wide variety of vegetable and meat options as well as brunch dishes. I got mushrooms, and we also tried their branzino fish dish which was good too. I’m glad we tried it again. Probably not my first choice in restaurants overall, but among the better options in the local area.
I remember the first time I watched it, I swore up and down that I hated it. Gave it 3 stars on Netflix. Absolutely disgusted with the awfulness of the thought of pitting children against one another in a battle to the death. How sickening. What kind of a story is that!? Not going to read this series. Ever! Horrible. But when I finished the first book, I felt something different. Shame for my decadent way of life. The wastefulness. The shallow silly petty stuff that takes up the majority of my brain. Let me put on eyeliner today. Oh darn I forgot my earrings. The metro is an hour late! I’m hungry. Seriously? Bored is more like it.
Once I started the series, I couldn’t stop myself, I was glued to it. I listened to the story before bed, first thing in the morning, as I cooked in the kitchen. During the small breaks I took from listening to the books, I was emotionally drained and traumatized. It seemed every character I fell in love with died. And even the ones I didn’t love who died were tragic deaths. It made me feel so wasteful and silly. Even de-furrifying my body felt stupid. And my complaints about the #firstworldproblems stuff of my life, which is basically all of them, felt stupid. I was really happy with the ending though. It was good. Hopeful. Redemptive? Anyway, wow. I’m impressed. And I have a total girl-crush on Jennifer Lawrence. I went back and rewatched the first movie. It’s got 5 stars now. It’s a good representation of the story.
The mushroom lady we encountered at the farmer’s market was peddling truffles. They were wrapped up in a paper towel and sold arbitrarily. A little one about the size of hazelnut was $10. She told us to freeze it in some rice.
I asked her if I should wash it before using it and she had this look of horror. No!! You just eat it. Shave it over an omelette. Add it to your rice.
Goodness. I don’t cook fancypants.
It’s going to be a wonderfully short week! Woohoo! I made lunch anyway. I’ve frozen some because I know we won’t need it until next week. I made the usual, grain and vegetable curry mix. Added some sprouted lentils too for some extra protein.
This week’s grain is buckwheat. I think it’s my new favorite. It clumps together like rice and has an odd grain/wheat flavor. I notice it on the first bite but then it’s barely noticeable after that.
We went to the farmer’s market yesterday and encountered a new stall, the mushroom lady! She was selling these boxes of mixed fungi. Wood ears, bunapi, creminis, shiitake, oyster, and yellow oysters. I got a box and threw them all into the mix. I love having the variety.
Besides the usual carrots, celery, and onion, I’ve also added butternut squash.