Generally speaking, due to an extremely busy law [I'm the paralegal]
practice, I cook in frenzied bursts, usually on the weekend. This
week, my boss is off floating around on a houseboat on Lake Powell, so
all I have to do is run into the office each morning, check voicemail,
email, U.S. mail and the fax machine, respond to what is necessary
then the rest of the day is all mine, mine, mine. Yesterday, I played
golf and since I haven't touched a golf club since early March, I was
a source of much snickering on the part of my friends. Today, I was
able to cook at my leisure. I made a Raspberry Whipped Cream Truffle
Cake and a Lemon Herb Roasted Chicken is in the oven as I keyboard
this. Fresh ears of corn are shucked and cleaned and an Insalata
Caprese is just awaiting the final touches. I'm playing golf again
tomorrow, but will plug in the crock pot before I leave which has the
already prepared Beef Bourguignon sitting in the refrigerator. Am
perusing my cooking software to see what appeals to cook on Friday,
but am leaning toward an old-fashioned southern fried chicken with
mashed potatoes, gravy, buttermilk biscuits and whatever green thing
looks good at the market on Friday.
Don't much envy the boss his houseboat trip - he has 4 kids with him,
ages 9 - 19, his aged parents and his sister, her husband and 4 year
old daughter. All on a 3 bedroom houseboat. Been there, done that.
And why is it that, when you take a week off, you come back to 3
weeks' worth of catch-up???
Terry "Squeaks" Pulliam Burd
--
"If the soup had been as hot as the claret, if the claret had been as
old as the bird, and if the bird's breasts had been as full as the
waitress's, it would have been a very good dinner."
-- Duncan Hines
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