The Chilean miners are all rescued. That’s good news, except maybe for the ones who have wives AND mistresses waiting for them. Angrily.
I’m kinda zonky-tired right now, and I have the hiccups.
But really… sorry if this is lame. This is all I got.
We have AVOCADOS (!) in the kitchen this week, and someone noticed today that they were super-ripe. You know what that means: sandwich time.
I saw that we had rye bread, and that it was DILL rye. I’m not sure about dill but I’m sure about rye, so I tried it– with some apprehension. There was definitely a strong rye smell emanating from the bread. I was like, oh no! Is this going to ruin my sandwich?
The avocado was perfectly ripe. I spread it like butter on my bread. LIKE BUTTAH.
Other than that, I threw on some sliced chicken deli meat (it is what it is), yellow mustard, Baked Lays for crunch, and a little bit of salsa (also a new thing), because I like tomatoes on my sandwiches.
I might have put cheese, but I don’t know if I like provolone or Havarti, and that’s what we had. (I only know that I like Jack, and don’t like most others, including Swiss, feta or blue/bleu.)
IF I had put cheese in, I would have toasted it. But I didn’t, so I didn’t.
And the dill rye turned out to be okay. WHEW. (I know I left you hanging in suspense for a few sentences.)
And for dessert? ICE CREAM! Once again from Lake Street Creamery. Can you guess which one is mine?
The special flavor today was a Don Draper: Bourbon, caramel and SMOKE. I didn’t get to try it, because I didn’t go to the truck. But I have a feeling I wouldn’t have liked it, because I don’t really like any of those things alone. (I don’t really like anything smoke-flavored– even turkey.) But I like Don Draper.
I’m having a capitalization issue here. I don’t know which cheese-names to capitalize, whether Bourbon is caps or not. But I’m just going to stick to my probably-wrong guns here. Because I don’t feel like consulting the wiki right now. (Although I found out today that sometimes caps vs. non-caps can make a big difference. Like “unitarianism” vs. “Unitarianism.”) (I wiki’d that.)
Oh, here’s my ice cream. I did what I said I would, and got a single scoop of donut. It was probably still too big, even one scoop. Probably more calories than just eating a normal donut. (And isn’t it ironic? Don’t you THINK?)
There’s some kind of snow cave thing going on in there. Take shelter from the avalanche.
That’s it. That’s all. Good night, and good eatin’.