It’s the rare weekend that Joe and I aren’t spending at least a little time together, either productively or goofing off. But this weekend there was nobody home but us chickens, with “us” defined as me and Louisa. You can see from my screen shot above that Joe was at Watkins Glen in upstate New York to see their vintage auto weekend, which includes parades of old cars in the streets of the town and races on the Watkins Glen racetrack. While the photos he showed me from the town portion of the trip looked cute, this view of the racetrack was enough for me. Vroooom, vroooom, vroooom. I’ve never been much of a car girl, and probably never will be, as I’ve discussed before. Cars are necessary evils in my book, and objects of love and affection for Joe. Life is kind of funny that way, pairing together such opposites.
So while the cat was away, how did these two mice play. I’ll give you one guess… time’s up. At Louisa’s request we spent those two days shopping. The bright side for me was that little time was spent in the kitchen, beginning with Friday night when Louisa was taken out for dinner by a friend, and I ate leftover falafel which I had made the night before. It was just as good the second time around, especially with the garden tomatoes and cucumbers. And while she was enjoying the company of a friend, I began my weekend long Star Trek marathon watching in honor of its 50th anniversary. Live long and prosper people! Did you know I was a bit of a Trekkie?
We hit the mall early on Saturday, and by early I mean around 1:00pm – early for teen time. After acquiring some new clothes to spruce up her fall wardrobe, we shared two sandwiches for lunch, the first one being the egg and avocado with chipotle mayo you see above and the brie and fig jam you see below. It’s a very fancy mall with a fancy lunch counter.
We both agreed that while both sandwiches were delicious, the humble egg was the better of the two.
On Saturday night we took out Indian food, one of Louisa’s favorite cuisines. On the left was the vegetable Biryani, and while I always like a good Biryani, I confess that I missed the meat I usually have in it. The other dish, the one on the right, is Paneer Makhani, the closest recipe you can get to Butter Chicken. While bacon is the hardest thing for me to give up with this vegetarian cooking plan, I think butter chicken was the hardest for Louisa. But as long as you can get that sauce, it really doesn’t matter whether it’s smothering chicken or those little paneer cheese cubes.
And, speaking of giving up bacon, I gave in to temptation on Sunday when we had our final meal out while running a few errands. I had a chicken sandwich with bacon, corn and avocado, a much lighter choice than the burgers that this restaurant is known for. Louisa had the lime and avocado kale bowl. I had no kale bowl envy, and no regrets about satisfying my bacon cravings.
Finally, last night, I made a simple, home-cooked, Sunday pasta dinner for the two of us. It was a gentle way to ease my way back into the kitchen.