I’ve gained an unexpected appreciation for underground sewage and drainage systems. At the side of the roads here there are deep ruts that I guess are supposed to guide snow and rain runoff to…somewhere. They don’t really seem to lead anywhere, so moisture and junk just kind of sits there. Now, I haven’t seen (or...sensed?) raw sewage in these ruts, but I don’t really know where that stuff goes, if not there. Could each place have it’s own septic tank? I think not…
Speaking of sewage, what do Wednesday dinner, Thursday lunch, and Thursday dinner have in common? Eggplant stuff! Yes, the moniker originally applied with amused affection is now used with dejected bitterness. A, what must we do with you, our shy, adorable, moderately cleanly cook? Click on the photo to see the pools of oil up close!
Speaking of sewage, what do Wednesday dinner, Thursday lunch, and Thursday dinner have in common? Eggplant stuff! Yes, the moniker originally applied with amused affection is now used with dejected bitterness. A, what must we do with you, our shy, adorable, moderately cleanly cook? Click on the photo to see the pools of oil up close!
Mary and I decided to go out to the nearby kebab place “Shandiz” for dinner on Tuesday. This Iranian restaurant lies just beyond the Pakistani embassy. Great idea, right? Truth is, dinner was great. The restaurant has a neat setup with a huge striped canopy forming the ceiling and against one wall, booth-type tables with u-shaped benches and woven palm canopies. Immediately we were served a small salad, soup, yogurt, pickled garlic, pickles, and olives. Then came a huuuuge platter of rice and then the kebobs which were like two-and-a-half-foot-long skewers with the meat on. A bit unwieldy, but we stumbled through it. Mary had chicken and steak, I ordered lamb chops.
After dinner, we discovered the bakery next door, “La Vie En Rose – The Sweet Life.” So we bought a little apricot pie and a few other items before heading back home. W took us to the restaurant, which was about a 45-second drive from our place, then we called him to pick us up when we were done. A nice change of pace from the eggplant stuff and relatively reasonable at 13 bucks each!
After dinner, we discovered the bakery next door, “La Vie En Rose – The Sweet Life.” So we bought a little apricot pie and a few other items before heading back home. W took us to the restaurant, which was about a 45-second drive from our place, then we called him to pick us up when we were done. A nice change of pace from the eggplant stuff and relatively reasonable at 13 bucks each!
3 comments:
I would starve to death!
Can you develop a sudden "allergic reaction" to eggplant?
...from down the family tree. I got your blog via my mom (MaryBeth) by way of Steve Chase.....and I have to say it is profoundly hilarious, inspiring, and saddening all at the same time. As a small city girl that has never been anywhere, I very much enjoy your peak into this world. Thanks for sharing with all of us and keep up the good work!
p.s. "Mary is loud and airy" nearly had me in tears!
Hey Denomy, thanks for checking out the blog and leaving a comment! I'm glad you like it, though I'm not sure it lives up to your compliments. My friend Mike also left a comment saying he liked the line you mentioned, so I left him another poem there--how many poems use the word "chassis?" At least one...
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