Long day, long week. To top it off, the entry I just wrote, which was quite pretty, inspired as it was by Lauren's reading to me from Sandra Cisneros' The House on Mango Street, was just deleted because of network/web server snafus.
We had bought white shrimp on sale. We had bought thick sliced prosciutto to feed Jen and Andy, who didn't come to visit. We had bought asparagus. We had on hand risotto rice and all manner of other goodies. So I made truffled risotto and broiled white shrimp and asparagus, both wrapped with prosciutto and cooked en brochette. While I stirred risotto and checked the shrimp, Lauren read Cisneros. Then we chowed on this gorgeous stuff, dipping it into little puddles of fine balsamic vinegar to accent the sweet ham and shrimp.
This topped off a long day after a long week. The CFA meeting, classes I think are becoming more and more convinced I'm a lunatic, and the IRB faded into mists. I mean, just look at it.
We had bought white shrimp on sale. We had bought thick sliced prosciutto to feed Jen and Andy, who didn't come to visit. We had bought asparagus. We had on hand risotto rice and all manner of other goodies. So I made truffled risotto and broiled white shrimp and asparagus, both wrapped with prosciutto and cooked en brochette. While I stirred risotto and checked the shrimp, Lauren read Cisneros. Then we chowed on this gorgeous stuff, dipping it into little puddles of fine balsamic vinegar to accent the sweet ham and shrimp.
This topped off a long day after a long week. The CFA meeting, classes I think are becoming more and more convinced I'm a lunatic, and the IRB faded into mists. I mean, just look at it.
2 comments:
Now THAT's the Fiddler on the Roof of food porn!
He has no idea what he means by that.
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