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What's happened to me that I love spending Friday night reading or writing about food. I am ok (most of the time!) that it consumes my brain. I'm happy hanging out at a local coffee shop or, if I'm trying to avoid another $4 latte, at my own home. I enjoy the solidarity of it so much, that I want more evenings like these. I crave them in fact. Ahh the beauty of silence...well, Pandora playing Matt Wertz and the like is breaking in.

I just finished Julie and Julia the movie and loved it! Both of their lives revolve around cooking and they made a life of it, neither of which included insanely intense restaurant cooking, which terrifies me! I'm so pleased to see other great, amusing and friendly women who are making a career of food in different ways.

Last night I made Ajo Blanco, an experiment for an assignment in my Culinary Theory class. We were to create a Tapas surrounding an assigned ingredient, mine was Marcona Almonds. I made the cold soup, but can't say I loved it. Oh well! Hopefully I do well on the project ;) I also made a pasta sauce with onions and Farmer's Market shallots and a jar of roasted bell peppers I have had for about 2 years! It was surprisingly tasty :)
Cheers to Friday night alone! Mine includes Corn Bread with "Organic" Trader Joe's Baked Beans. Yes, please don't judge me...it was the free sample and I fell for it...every delicious bite.
-l.v.

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