Wednesday, March 30, 2011.
Remembering LeRuth's. Roasting Chickens.
I truly do not understand how I sleep soundly with the lower part of my left leg lying atop a stack of four pillows. But somehow I do. Very soundly.
I spent a lot of the morning pulling together the final pieces of the Lost Restaurants book. Peggy keeps discovering missing pieces. One of these was significant. I wrote the article about LeRuth's a couple of years ago, but somehow I forgot to pull it into the copyediting process. That was a job: the thing started out ten pages long, and I cut it by a third. Peggy was also missing the piece for Maylie's, which needed almost nothing. If all goes well, we will meet our deadline for delivering all the copy tomorrow.
Ironically, I couldn't have done that if I had not broken my ankle. I wonder how it will be when I return to my routine of spending two and a half hours several days a week crossing the Causeway, and an hour or two per day eating in restaurants.
Mary Ann has been saying that we ought to be doing a lot of home cooking while I'm home. I'm not in a condition to do much of that, but she has the bug. During the show, she made up a big platter consisting of chicken breasts stuffed with spinach (under the skin) and topped with a coating that turned rather black under the broiler. She also made a cream sauce out of an assortment of spices pulled off the rack. It was sort of a curry, sort of not. She thought it was too peppery. I thought it was fine.
She filled out the platter with grilled peppers, onions, and zucchini. Mary Ann has an unnatural liking for grilled vegetables preferable when they're charred here and there. She serves such things at every gathering we have here. There's always a lot of it left, but she devours it soon enough. For the life of me, I don't know what she sees in this stuff, but she genuinely likes it, so how can I criticize?
Yesterday's lunch at Carmelo notwithstanding, this was the most substantial meal I've had in many days. Hope it doesn't back up my weight loss. I can't weigh myself, but I have been noticing that my pants are a lot looser.
