Penne

Eastside Road, December 10, 2012

I POST TONIGHT'S ENTRY from my iPhone, having run into a data cap on my stupid ISP contract. That's why there's no photograph over there. And to tell the truth you've seen it before anyway: we return tonight to penne, with a nice beefy redsauce — poor man's Bolognese, let's call it.

Lindsey simply browns some hamburger, tosses in a chopped onion and salt and such, adds a can of tomatoes, then crushes in a clove or three of garlic. Salad afterward, of course; and then, later — why not? — a slice of pumpkin pie.

Red table wine, Guadagni, Preston of Dry Creek, 2011