Dinner is almost always a crisis at my house. Either it is a crisis that begins early and slowly, as I'm determinedly picking my way through vegetable ailes or thinking about the attack or crazily, as I spring into action sometime later than I should have.
Sometimes though I keep my mind taoistically empty and just take what comes up. One might assume that such would be betraying the concept of careful selection, but it's odd how when you find yourself in that mode of 'passive intest', what you will have comes to you, rather than what you wouldn't.
I think I'm in that mode today. I have no plan. I'm going to wander in the grocery store. I should reward myself, and drive up to SLC to Liberty Heights Fresh and indulge (or at least, photograph). Jessie might enjoy the ride.
I should go this morning, as I'm taking Ayla to see her uncle Rowe (and her gramma, on her lunch break). Good thing Amy doesn't have an internet connection yet, as I haven't told her.
So... I am jumping into the tao of food, who knows what it will bring.
The pictures of the food you've prepared made me salivate. Whatever you prepare, I'm sure it is going to good. Great journal by the way!
Posted by: Daniel | June 11, 2004 at 08:36 AM