Well, there's food and then there's absolutely gloriously divine FOOOOOD !!!!!

Ah, how to go from the absurd (and nearly inedible) to the sublime in only a few hours, without even having lunch in between.

Well, I endured Sweet'n'sour chicken on rice with yellow beans for brekkie. It was ... tolerable. Then I had my usual gastric displeasure. ::sighs:: Is it any wonder I didn't even feel like having ANY lunch? And yet I ordered 4 new meals for next week (along with my 3 faves as a reward).

I entertained myself by prewatching tomorrow's rewatch of Misbegotten. Considering the subject matter, perhaps entertained isn't accurate. Then I watched the Audio Commentary where I managed to glean very few insider bits (from talking heads only).

I delayed getting ready so wasn't even dressed and hadn't done my hair when Brian called. There was additional pressure when he said traffic's been light during spring break, so a normal 30-minute journey was taking him only 20 minutes. Eeeeek. I scurried to put on my ivory black slashed top with opal jewellery and wore real shoes (instead of clodhopper boots).

As I hadn't eaten, I was obviously feeling more than a little wobbly. Lucky for me that Brian decided to try a different filming technique, where he did all the prep work by himself, while I sat off-camera and simply commented. Oh, good. I avoided sitting in the torture chair!

So, what did he make that was so sublime? It was supposed to be baked chicken breast covered with grape tomatoes, sliced red onion, pine nuts, capers, green olives. What did we have: oh, chicken thighs with the first three ingredients, but gherkins and black olives standing in. We also added our trademark chopped garlic, but I managed to keep it down to only two cloves. Along with the baked chicken, Brian also prepared a tray of broccoli, green zucchini, red onion, carrots and tomatoes, set to roast at the same time. When everything was ready, he chopped lots of fresh basil (I made him) and sprinkled it on the chicken. OMG OMG OMG. Seriously. I don't remember another time when we ate as quickly as we did. Well, mind you, I had a reasonable excuse. But he was doing his share of wolfing down, too.

After we'd eaten, Brian played our first-ever blooper episode. More OMG. I laughed so hard, I was crying. And, even if people don't understand WHY we're cracking up, I'm really thrilled to have it as a memento of our wackier times (as if such a thing were even possible).

Anyway, I'm just trying to find my equilibrium. I'm going to read for a wee bit, then find comfort in my cozy cocoon with those ever-so-helpful sleep piggies.

Well, there's food and then there's absolutely gloriously divine FOOOOOD !!!!!

Ah, how to go from the absurd (and nearly inedible) to the sublime in only a few hours, without even having lunch in between.

Well, I endured Sweet'n'sour chicken on rice with yellow beans for brekkie. It was ... tolerable. Then I had my usual gastric displeasure. ::sighs:: Is it any wonder I didn't even feel like having ANY lunch? And yet I ordered 4 new meals for next week (along with my 3 faves as a reward).

I entertained myself by prewatching tomorrow's rewatch of Misbegotten. Considering the subject matter, perhaps entertained isn't accurate. Then I watched the Audio Commentary where I managed to glean very few insider bits (from talking heads only).

I delayed getting ready so wasn't even dressed and hadn't done my hair when Brian called. There was additional pressure when he said traffic's been light during spring break, so a normal 30-minute journey was taking him only 20 minutes. Eeeeek. I scurried to put on my ivory black slashed top with opal jewellery and wore real shoes (instead of clodhopper boots).

As I hadn't eaten, I was obviously feeling more than a little wobbly. Lucky for me that Brian decided to try a different filming technique, where he did all the prep work by himself, while I sat off-camera and simply commented. Oh, good. I avoided sitting in the torture chair!

So, what did he make that was so sublime? It was supposed to be baked chicken breast covered with grape tomatoes, sliced red onion, pine nuts, capers, green olives. What did we have: oh, chicken thighs with the first three ingredients, but gherkins and black olives standing in. We also added our trademark chopped garlic, but I managed to keep it down to only two cloves. Along with the baked chicken, Brian also prepared a tray of broccoli, green zucchini, red onion, carrots and tomatoes, set to roast at the same time. When everything was ready, he chopped lots of fresh basil (I made him) and sprinkled it on the chicken. OMG OMG OMG. Seriously. I don't remember another time when we ate as quickly as we did. Well, mind you, I had a reasonable excuse. But he was doing his share of wolfing down, too.

After we'd eaten, Brian played our first-ever blooper episode. More OMG. I laughed so hard, I was crying. And, even if people don't understand WHY we're cracking up, I'm really thrilled to have it as a memento of our wackier times (as if such a thing were even possible).

Anyway, I'm just trying to find my equilibrium. I'm going to read for a wee bit, then find comfort in my cozy cocoon with those ever-so-helpful sleep piggies.