I had such a pleasant weekend in New Hampshire, relaxing and seeing friends. Grace and Ed had me over Saturday for a wonderful meal that featured a pre-season strawberry pie and homemade chocolate ice cream. I won't lie and say I only had one helping.
I'm back in D.C. now, pants a bit tighter but mind on high. I'll be here for the forseeable future tying things up. I think I will sell my apartment eventually, so let me know if you're interested. Ruth, I know your daughter was looking for a pied-a-terre here, it would be perfect.
On to the food. For a snack today I had some Newman's Own spelt pretzels at the office. Sometimes I need a bit of salt in the afternoon. I also had some tea — Irish breakfast. I know, Irish breakfast in the afternoon. I am more radical than everyone thinks. Ha.
Dinner was at home — I like to take my final meal for the day quite early. I ate a thigh and a drumstick from a chicken I roasted several days ago. I like to do this from time to time; I can live off a bird for weeks. Nothing liked baked chicken. I use this recipe, which I swear my mother should get credit for.
On the side, I had frozen peas cooked with butter and salt. More apple mash for dessert. I put some whipped cream on it (the real stuff).
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