09.09.07
Meatballs and More
It was a quiet weekend. After church, some friends and I ventured to Smorgas Chef for meatballs, mimosas, and some of the finest looking waitstaff the West Village has to offer. It was a fun-filled time, with much laughter and lingonberry. And, as far as I know, there were no celebrity sightings this time.
Also, as some of you will be pleased to know, I started on a second batch of arancello. As a result, Saturday night saw me amidst a host of culinary-related injuries, including a vegetable peeler cut to the thumb and a burn on my right hand, the latter unrelated to the production of arancello. In keeping with an Italian night, I was making marinara sauce, which I’ve done countless times before. What I haven’t done countless times before is fry the garlic for quite as long as I did. (I was hoping to get more flavor this way; it worked.) When I poured the tomatoes into the pan, it sizzled more than usual, and spat hot oil and some tomatoes onto my hand. The problem was, I was still pouring the contents of the can into the pan, making it impossible to tend to the burning substance on my hand. I grimaced and cursed before finally coming to a point where I could turn on the sink and cool down the injury. It burned for about a half an hour and left a nasty red mark on my skin. Battle wounds, I say. Nothing but battle wounds.
And now for a full up week — home group Tuesday, none of your business Wednesday, Halloween remake Thursday (yes!), Katie’s housewarming Friday, and the Official Butchering of Dark Island on Saturday (compliments of my NaNo writing buddies). And, of course, I’m still hoping to land a job interview in the midst of all of this.
I’m going to need a nap real soon…
TexanNewYorker (Kyleen) said,
September 10, 2007 at 09:44 am
Josh. Come ON. You know that telling the world that your plans for Wednesday are none of our business is just going to make me all-the-more curious.
Nap. Mmm what a happy word.