After much time spent being unhappy at work, and then some more time spent job hunting, things have come together. Lindz is beside herself with glee. We celebrated. Mom had sent us some money as an anniversary gift, admonishing us to do something fun with it. I got a bottle of wine the other day. The new job was deemed a fitting reason to drink it. I cooked dinner for us. Lindz snapped this shot of my foot while I was cooking. She gave me the brown Dansko Clogs for Christmas.
The main course:
What you're looking at is a good, all-natural pork chop, not much less than a pound (one of a pair, of course), grilled, topped with a flavor-packed goo of my own design. My brother's fine gift of a food processor gave great service here. I pureed:
some dried blueberries
some dried apricots
a clove of garlic
some pine nuts
some olive oil
some balsamic vinegar
a splash of red wine
salt and pepper
some fresh rosemary
a bit of lime juice
It was thick and jammy.
The wine: Ridge Geyserville 2003. Mostly Zinfandel, with a few other red grapes in there. Big, balanced, jammy and strong. A truly fine wine. It had plenty of what I love about Zinfandel; it's what wine would taste like if J.S. Bach made wine. We had whole wheat gnocchi tossed with parmiggiano and olive oil as a side dish here. A salad, too.
Good times!
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