Last Friday I wrote a blog post for you. It was thoughtful, insightful, you know, pretty much what you expect from this blog. I wrote about some of the vegetarian adventures we had during the week, the meals that I cooked, our thoughts about them. And then, I saved the post. At least that’s what I hoped I was doing. Instead, it disappeared.
I hate when that happens.
My computer has been frustrating me lately, with the cursor operating as though it were attempting to walk through a thick puddle of goo. When it isn’t acting slow and gooey, it alternates with floating in space, away from my capture. I think I need a new computer. Which doesn’t make any sense after only four years. But this seems to be the pattern since I purchased my first Mac computer years ago. If my brain wasn’t so connected to the Mac OS through all of my devices, I’d be tempted to go back to the PC side of things. But my brain is pre-wired to operate on Mac logic and I’d hate to switch. I have to face the fact that a new Mac is in my future within the next year. Unless you can suggest a better alternative computer for dummies for me.
Oh, but that doesn’t tell you anything about food. It just gives you an explanation for what happened on Friday, and why there wasn’t a post. After struggling through the goo and the space-y floatiness, I went to save my post and it disappeared. WordPress told me to login again. Really? You let me do all of that typing and then told me to login? I was much too frustrated at that point to begin again. I surrendered – the white flag went up.
I know, I know, I can hear some of you saying that I should have been saving my writing all along. Instead, I was so caught up in my computer’s wonkiness that I just wanted to get down on screen all of my thoughts for you. Obviously that didn’t happen.
So, here’s a brief update since I last posted.
There was the artichoke and onion tart/quiche/flan thing one night that you see in the photo up top. It was pretty good, although Joe wasn’t crazy about the whole wheat crust. I probably should have listened to my instincts and ignored the whole wheat flour part of the recipe, and chosen white flour instead.
The following night I prepared these veggie and feta patties, flavored with a curry type of seasoning. They were better than they look! However, neither recipe was worth sharing with you. We are easing into this vegetarian business, and I haven’t hit my stride.
But, oh look! Meat happened too. We went on another college visit with Louisa on Saturday and stopped for lunch at a Honeygrow restaurant. If you haven’t been to one, it’s one of those new healthier alternative, fast-ish food places where you can pick and choose your ingredients. I went with one of the pre-combined noodle bowl stir fry dishes that had Philly pork sandwich flavors. It was really tasty, but I could have lived just fine without the pork. Oops, did I just say that?
The next day, drumroll please, we dropped off Louisa at a residential summer music program at Philadelphia University of the Arts. And on the way home, Joe and I stopped for the “Sunday Gravy” dinner special at a local Italian restaurant. It was great having someone else prepare Sunday dinner instead of me.
My favorite part of the meal was the mini cannoli dessert. I love cannolis. And the whipped cream was real and fresh. And the chocolate sauce was thick and yummy, not out of the plastic brown bottle. And, did I say, this was my favorite part of the meal.
I’ll leave you with one final thought to ponder. Louisa will be away for the next two weeks, which gives me the perfect opportunity to use up the meat in my freezer. My question is… once the meat has been used up, do I go back to vegetarian cooking for the three of us, or wait until Louisa returns home? What would you do?