Chili’s High And Mighty Ice Cream Pie (5-8)
Tortalacci with vodka sauce, La Bella Winnetka (8-18)
Baked Brie with jam and walnuts, What was the name of that place? (10-12)
Baked Brie Wontons, ???, (10)
Foie Gras Pralines with mango, Metropolitan (18-21)
Grilled Cheese Sandwich, Bungalow 8 (19-22)
Camembert Salad, Brasserie Ruhlman (21-25)
Calamari salad, Asia de Cuba (22-25)
Pretzel Milk, Momofuku (25-26 over all too soon).
All these things are gone. I know Tony Kushner says “Nothing is lost forever”, but I think the Camembert Salad is, indisputably, lost. Forever. There will be a day when a lot more things are gone. There is a good chance that day will be sooner rather than later.
That is how I feel about most things in life, come to think of it.
But not this. I know how to make a tomato soup with cheddar melt now the slings and arrows of outrageous be damned.
And, oh, dude, I get it. This is why cooking is a good thing to know how to do! So that you can have things that cannot be arbitrarily taken away by other people.
I can’t tell you the extent to which I now feel as though this tomato soup with cheddar melt is mine. This is fantastic. I could continue having this even if I move to Alaska. Probably especially there. How wonderful to have things that are yours.
So. That is a good reason to cook.
Then I wanted a dessert, and I found a leftover Cadbury Creme Egg from Easter in the back of my refrigerator. I ate it with a scoop of peanut butter. Like this.
We’ve got to come up with better recipes for peanut butter. I love it. What are good ones? Good ones that are not this (because, to be fair, this was kind of good for what it was, but what it was was discarded Easter candy at the back of my fridge).
I AM ON THIS COOKING BANDWAGON FOREVER, NOW, JUST FYI.