Today is a Food Day. First thing this morning .... no. There was no first thing
this morning. I didn't get out of bed until 8:30. Partly it's because I was up 11
last night (couldn't sleep, went downstairs, and couldn't find anyone online to
chat with) and partly because yesterday was fairly exhausting. And partly because
sleep is a Very Very Good Thing.
When I did drag my ass out of bed,
and "drag" is certainly the appropriate word, I headed over for a grocery Trudge.
$112 dollars later, I had all the ingredients for a two-person Rosh Hashanah
dinner. We didn't have our big dinner last night on the fist day of the holiday
because we had to go to the property yesterday, since the brush pit isn't open on
Sundays. I've got dessert started (a simple jello a la Grandmom -- you know, with
the top layer mixed with whipped cream) and will later be roasting assorted
veggies and making chicken breasts in phyllo dough with lemon tarragon sauce. Wish
me luck -- I've never worked with phyllo before. I have read all the stuff about
not unwrapping it until you're ready to use it and brushing each layer with butter
or olive oil, so I think it will work out OK. Add a small salad, good bread and
some wine and we've got ourselves a dinner.
I need to do some laundry
too. I'd think I was chanelling SWWooP but I doubt she deals with jello and I'm
fairly sure she doesn't do Rosh Hashanah either.