Picked up cookies from Rustica (the best) en route to a medical appointment. Back home they mysteriously disappeared from the kitchen counter. Eventually found them in Dwight’s secret hiding place on a high shelf. I expect one cookie will be metered out with a cuppa this evening.
Category: Eat
Helpful Art Gallery Meal
While Dwight volunteered at the U, I took in David Hockney at the Walker, ready to like everything. Reminded, yet again, likes and dislikes are fluid and ultimately irrelevant. His pool scenes are easy to like; other works take effort and openness. IPA in the restaurant helped.
Missed Opportunity
Friends couldn’t join us, but we walked out, anyway, to a wine bar we’ve never visited. Pupus were excellent: dates (terroir for Palm Springs) wrapped in bacon, and meatballs.
Hike and Grilled Cheese
Hiked in the mountains for a few hours, then walked down into Palm Springs for a late lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches and beer.
Japanese Curry
Made Japanese curry for lunch using odds and ends lurking in the fridge. It’s quick comfort food in most Japanese homes: curry cubes (available in Asian markets) and rice from the Zoji make it easy to assemble this dish. In Japan it’s always eaten with a
Local Coffee
We’ve found so many coffee shops and restaurants in Tucson that we like, all locally owned.
New Year’s Day Tradition
Our New Year’s Day tradition is a long walk and a bar lunch. With subzero weather all day we achieved one out of two. Maxwell’s is our local, a chilly two-block walk.
Cooked in a Smoker
There were eight of us at the table at my sister- and brother-in-law’s. This huge platter was filled with the best turkey and brisket, slow-cooked in a smoker. Needless to say, we got to take some home.
Sticky Toffee Pudding
A mint garnish was all that remained of a sticky toffee pudding: a fitting end to dinner on the last night of our three-day Thames Path hike to Oxford.
Round Every Corner
Wetland view from the Cannon Valley Trail, cycling from Welch to Red Wing, then back to Welch. In Red Wing our destination was a cafe specializing in pies, but it had closed early. My friend didn’t miss a beat and led me to a bake shop round the corner.