This past weekend, Julia FINALLY had some days off. And I don't mean like... days off since last week, when she had days off like you do. I mean days off like damn, she opened two completely different show full of costumes she designed and made which opened within a month of each other, and for which she had to leave the show she had been running 8 shows a week on, including Saturdays & Sundays when we ordinarily see each other, which started in March(?). I mean days off as in I haven't had a whole day off with my wife in at least three months. That kind of days off.
So we lazed around the house in our pajamas all weekend long doing nothing.
What I learned this weekend is that unlike three or four years ago when "doing nothing" meant ordering pizza, making pancakes from a just-add-water mix, and otherwise not really leaving the couch, "doing nothing" now apparently means mostly that, but instead of take out, we cook a lot of nice things...
|Crispy Fish with Tomato, Corn, and Leek Sauté|
|Tuscan Lamb with Garlicky Tomato Sauce and Polenta|
|how to melt chocolate while drunk.|
|how to beat egg whites while drunk.|
|how to do a really half-assed job of folding beaten egg whites into melted chocolate... while drunk.|
|how to eat a chocolate souffé while drunk? two spoons.|
|Eggs over Arugula-Mustard Salad with Fresh Bacon|
Which became a delicious breakfast and then later, we made our favorite flavor of ice cream - strawberry basil - with all organic fresh from the market ingredients. Which is not pictured because I was eating it. Sorry.
Best. Weekend. Ever.