Catch-as-catch-can

Eastside Road, March 22, 2011—

LUNCH WAS LEFTOVER lasagne; and, from a long way further back, potatoes roasted in goose fat. It's been cold here; we've had a fire in the woodstove for weeks, and L. warmed these up in aluminum pie-tins on top of the stove. No surprise here: they were delicious.

Before lunch and after the morning coffee, a meeting and a hundred-fifty miles onthe road, so not too much attention to haute cuisine. Dinner: the sisters over, most of them; “tartes alsaciennes” from Trader Joe, with broccoli steamed with garlic, and a nice big green salad after.

Oh: and dessert. That doesn't happen all thatoften. Vanilla ice cream(Straus),salt caramel sauce, toasted slivered almonds, whipped cream, Maraschino cherry. Died, as they say, and gone to Heaven.

Cheap Pinot grigio; cheap Zinfandel; cheap Morgon