Feels like I spent the day at the gym. I can walk for hours but this bending really takes a toll on me. My legs are aching. Maybe it’s the combination of bending and hearing the scream of the dandelion that tires me. This morning my yard was covered in dandelions again. Where do they come from? Eh, who cares, they are, once again, gone!
Filled the shed with tools and stuff . . . still plenty of room. I’m so happy with my new shed. I can stand up in it and look out the window. At this point there is more room to move around in the shed than in Hannah’s room, but let’s save that for another day. Wonder what I did with the key. I never had a key for my shed and I never thought of locking it but now I have a key somewhere in this house and I’m thinking, “Maybe I should lock it!” Probably not a good idea. I’ll end up losing the key and I won’t be able to get to my very important gardening stuff.
Today I am thinking food. All sorts of food. Went to Trader Joe’s to buy some mint yogurt only to be told they were out of it. Was looking through my recipes and found an article on coconut oil. Mmm, the shrimp recipe sounded delicious so I bought myself some coconut oil at the health food store.
Came home, already made some Hot and Sour Soup and Stir Fried Green Beans. The ingredients for the Stir Fried Sweet Potatoes and the Sauteed Shrimp with Coconut Oil, Ginger and Coriander. are ready to go — just waiting for Drew to call and say, “I’m on my way home.” (Please, please call before 10 pm!)
Looking for a smaller food processor than the 25+ year old one that I have. Any suggestions? Am thinking of the Black & Decker HC306 but have only seen it online.
Damn, now I’m hungry.
As promised: Afghan Grill Kebob House on Hillside Ave. in New Hyde Park.
Finally . . . I have Drew all to myself . . . well, him and his Droid, but I’ll take what I can get.
The sun came out, the sky was blue. We put on our walking shoes. First Pike Place Market and then over to the Gum Wall. I chewed my gum — still had a bit of flavor left when I added it to the wall. I wanted to chew it bland but Drew was impatient. He didn’t want to stand in a damp, dark alley (Post Alley) covered in used (vintage?) gum.
Off to Capitol HIll and then to Queen Anne. Lots of walking. Elliott Bay Book Company, Roy St. Coffee & Tea, Easy Street Records — I was almost complaining about the heat. Well, no that’s not true. I did complain about the heat. I had too many layers on. Stopped in an Irish pub in time to watch the end of the Yankee game. (Yankees win — Yay.)
Afterwards, we are both thinking sushi. “Wait a minute, that great sushi place I went to the last time I was here is in this neighborhood. And it’s that way!” He points up the block.
So we find the restaurant — Shiki, it’s on Roy St. We sit at the sushi bar and order sashimi omakase for two. The sushi chef is super busy. He’s the only one behind the bar and the place is packed. I’m watching him make up a plate. It’s filled with thick fresh chunks of sashimi of all kinds. And then he plops down the top half of two shrimp . . eyes, antennae, and all. They were moving — wobbling around as if still alive.
I’m looking at the plate and thinking who the hell would order something that’s still moving around on the plate!
Seconds later, the plate is in front of us. Ahhhhhhhh! Can’t shake that image out of my head. I was afraid to reach over and take a piece of sashimi. Thought it was going to attack my hand — especially when I went for its bottom half. I wanted no part of it. Drew however sucked the life out of it!