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Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day

January 19th, 2009 (05:55 pm)

current mood: busy

I'm a little late with wishes for the day. I was busy witnessing some of the best and worst behaviors of humans as I went about my errands over the past few hours.

That seems appropriate, actually. The halting progress of civil rights in our nation showed us at our best and worst. This year, the day seems more poignant because tomorrow our first black president will take his oath of office. For me, it feels like a milestone when we should stop looking back and start looking forward. And when I say that, I include my fervent readiness to shake the last eight years out of my brain and move toward a better future for all of us.

In the meanwhile, I'm on a bit of a cleansing mission. There are so many nagging duties I've gotten out of the way over the past month--financial, physical, emotional--and I've decided to detox my body. I've upped the water intake, added twenty daily ounces of green tea and about eight ounces of orange juice a day, and I'm going to omit meat for a few days. This really isn't a hardship for me, as I'm a passionate raw and cooked veggie lover, but I don't want to deny The Compound menfolk any culinary pleasures. Some nights I'll probably cook two different meals.

But for tonight, they're my guinea pigs. I've created something. I don't know if it's a pie or a quiche or what. Leeks sweated down in butter, nestled among thinly sliced potatoes, with a milk/egg mixture lightly flavored with nutmeg, salt, and pepper, poured into a crust, then topped with the thinnest layer of grated Gruyère cheese. It's baking now, too late for me to throw in the garlic I'm wondering about. I sort of adapted the recipe from several I found online. It's an adventure!

Also, because I know Lindsey's going to care, here's a photo of some things I picked up today.

Tools for cooking and for wrangling logs!

My baby heater that I keep in my office sparked and hissed at me today. It was very dramatic, and I don't do drama, so into the trash it went. Even though Mercury's retrograde, I got a new one, because as long as I can keep my feet warm, I can keep the thermostat down in my house.

Finally, in the category of entertainment, I've made this confession to my family and a few close friends, but now I think you all should know. There was a time I mocked Tori Spelling with the best of them. But having recently finished this book:

I'm totally in like with her. So I'm really excited that Tim just found this for us to indulge in:

Me, Tori, and popcorn. Sounds like a great way to spend an evening. If my cooking improv doesn't kill us.


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