Tonight I retreated to my zen place. I was in a popular crazyoid restaurant. I had my glass of Hogue Pinot Grigio and a nifty chicken, apple, walnut and goat cheese salad. I blocked out the cacophony around me and delved into an issue of Food and Wine that I picked up at the airport while waiting for a co-worker last weekend.
That magazine has issues. There are recipes and there are articles. It's a storybook and a cookbook and a travelogue. Way too much to consume (pun intended) in one sitting. I'd consider a subscription, but I'm afraid I'd never leave the house except to go to the grocery store.
Can't wait for the weekend - my shopping list is growing and my tastebuds are tingling.
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