All quiet on the Midwestern-front today. Tired people in this house. John briefly napped, I seriously napped, it was awesome. We had a nice little brunch, broiled crab salad sandwiches. We had ours sans egg but they’re mighty tasty with an over-easy egg on top, I must say. (Recipe posted in comments, below.) Add a glass of champagne if you like – NICE!
And for dinner, potage Parmentier, or leek and potato soup (recipe already listed, at right). I pureed it with a bit of creme fraiche this time, because I had it, and I lurve it. Outstanding. Simple. Filling. Healthy. Warm – and on a Sunday like this, that’s important. Wet and chilly out there, my friends, a Wuthering Heights sort of wet, blustery, chilly. No moors, no Cathy, no Heathcliff (thank goodness), just…shitty weather. Perhaps I’ll rock a smallish piece of warm apple pie later. Yeah, baby, that’s the way to wrap up a cold, wet weekend in style. Comfort. Food. Back to my book (Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D’Urbervilles), under a blanket, to read by candlelight. Just kidding. Sort of.
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