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fullygoldy) wrote2006-06-18 04:29 pm
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Snacking like Divas again...
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Country style pork pate' with peppercorns
Van Gogh (Wisconsin) Aged Gouda
Comte le trois semi-hard cheese - it's hard to describe other than sin melting in your mouth
Green olives marinated in sea fennel
Oven-roasted tomatoes in olive oil
Breton crackers
Sourdough bread
New Glarus "Naked" beer
I know feel ready to enter the kitchen and begin working on the roasted garlic aioli for the potatoes I'm making for dinner. The ribs are on the grill for at least the next 2 hours... Margaritas are in the offing. Just in case you don't realize it, the "snack" was our 2nd meal of the day, so it's not as bad as it sounds. Although we just realized we've been going through some sort of pork renaissance this week/end. Pork shish kebob with peppers and fresh pineapple on Thurs. Andouille Sausage on Sat. Breakfast links and bacon this morning. Ribs tonight. Pork fat rules, babyees!! We also stuck 3 very large and meaty ham hocks in the freezer. hmmmm.
OTOH, I can't wait for tomatoes to start ripening in the garden. I'm totally learning to roast my own this year.
And a warning - We ate at the Cousin's Subs on Odana for a quick lunch Friday. I'd had a poor service experience there a while back, but thought it would be fair to give them a second try. We were the first of the mini-rush they had while we were there. The service was better, but the table I picked was quite sticky, so DH wanted to move down one. That one wasn't as bad, but I offered him a Wet Wipe anyway, thinking he'd use it to clean his hands (we don't go anywhere without wipes and hand sanitizer anymore). He used the wipe to clean the table, and came up with an almost totally green wipe. Can you say "fungal?" So he went up to the counter and said to the manager, "I don't mean to be critical, but I just wiped this off my table." The manager promptly sent a young lady out to clean our table for us. I said, "this one is clean now, but that one is really sticky." She cleaned it and decided to do all of the tables. I was watching surreptitiously, and every table she sprayed down returned a very black paper towel. She kept balling them up in her other hand, so you couldn't really see how bad they were unless you were watching. Then DH observed her wiping down the soda machine and napkin dispensers. Everytime she'd wipe something off, she'd make a disgusted face at the paper towel. In light of all this, I won't be patronizing that location again.