A couple of little delicious tidbits from two different obits in today’s N&O:
- When asked, “What vodka is best, Polish or Russian?” she would resolutely answer “Polish!” and proceed to tell of how she learned this fact while on a ship in the North Atlantic with an all-Polish crew. They sailed in bad weather and—being the only passenger who did not get seasick—she had the opportunity to spend the entire trip sampling vodka with the crew.
- Although he received many awards and much recognition, he considered himself “one of God’s little nobodies.”
While listening to a bunch of podcasts, I did some food prep this afternoon for tonight’s dinner—and beyond—including:
- Slicing some scallions
- Dicing some pineapple
- Dicing a red bell paper
- Food processing some Wisconsin sharp cheddar cheese (from Robert’s trip to Wisconsin in December)
- Dicing tomatoes
- Boiling and peeling shrimp
- Cleaning and lightly tearing a head of lettuce
I ran to Irregardless to get a bottle of their famous Lemon Tahini Dressing.
| Lemon Tahini Dressing: $5.50 + sales tax
Irregardless’ house dressing for over a quarter of a century. Made right here in our restaurant from the finest and freshest ingredients: Tahini (toasted sesame butter), lemon juice, soy sauce, celery, bell pepper, onion, salt and pepper. |
Robert arrived right at 6:00 and we had Shrimp Cocktail along with our salad with the aforementioned dressing on it. It was the deal.
I’ve never heard of Doris Lessing before, but I like her irreverence:
| Nobel literature laureate Doris Lessing, who greeted news of her victory with the words, “I couldn’t care less,” received her prize Wednesday night at a champagne reception in London.
The 88-year-old writer was still not entirely overwhelmed by the honor. “There isn’t anywhere to go from here, is there?” she said, before thinking of one more accolade: “I could receive a pat on the head from the pope.” |
I could definitely see her making this kind of acceptance speech. [Audio alert: Mind your speaker volume, one bad word used.]
Dancing was fun enough tonight. I opted out of learning that new dance I stopped halfway through last week’s lesson on. I’m not sure why. I don’t hate the dance, at least I don’t think I do.
Robert wasn’t feeling well, so we left a little early. I had a wonderful last two-step with Rick before leaving. Thanks for hanging in there for that, my sweet.