If tomatoes ever turn out to be unhealthy after all, we are in major trouble. Tonight we inhaled a pound of cherry tomatoes, baked with garlicky, cheese breadcrumbs and stirred through pasta. Delicious, and easy enough for me to make after sipping a G&T at Bar Bukowski. Which is easy indeed, because a measly gin and tonic may not impress anyone, but it made me feel rather like this:
The husband’s colleagues were good company, the food at the work dinner was fine, but three small courses were not enough. So off to A-Fusion we went, for a post-dinner snack of fried oysters and sushi. It was lovely to sit down with just the two of us again for a little while.
Meanwhile back at home, Léa was eating All The Beans and delivering the diapers to match to a (not so) delighted audience of uncle and aunt. My brother: “I had to scrub her back!” Not quite the way they had planned to celebrate buying a house (!), I imagine.
On our last evening as pretend Huizen-dwellers, we had dinner in the garden. Tortillas, fresh salsa, it almost felt like summer. And then drops started falling. No matter, we had pretty much finished and I am sure the birds were delighted with the bits of Léa dinner scattered on the floor and left out in the rain.
Dad’s in a bad mood because he spent too much time fruitlessly looking for a bunch of documents. Baby’s in a bad mood because spoonful after spoonful of mashed potato and broccoli refuses to turn out to be fruit. Mom’s in a bad mood because she’s eating tomato chunks floating in warm mayonaise (Simply Recipe’s tomato pie did not turn out as hoped).
Some evenings, chocolate is a necessity.
Re-heated rice, left-over stir fried vegetables with sweet chili sauce from a bottle, omelet. Or: what dinner looks like the day after a three-hour night and a weekend of haphazard grocery shopping. Luckily, Janneke Vreugdenhill’s watermelon curry added something new to the table, without me having to go to the shops. (The lime my parents brought from their shopping trip would have helped too, but I forgot to add it. Also see: three hours of sleep.)