Today was the first day in a long time I’ve felt like myself — not that I go around masquerading. Everything I do is a variation on the things I love doing most! But, sometimes the signs point to whatever you’ve been neglecting (or doing without, intentionally or “un”) and today was one of those days.
“Hello, YOU!” said the Universe this morning, with a smile.
It started out with a surprise package in the mail — an olive server from my sister. Sweet! I quickly e-mailed a thank you and told her I’d feature it in a forthcoming post — maybe with an earthy tapenade and some garlic baguette rounds or a handful of Castelvetrano olives when the fall shipment from Sicily arrives at Lovera’s?
I love dreaming up “what to make” based solely on the merits of a serving dish. (I also couldn’t resist giving you a sneak preview of my sister’s thoughtfulness — isn’t it darling?)
Clearly, this was a day to rediscover the things I love… things that make me “me.” Camera in tow, I went outside. A brisk south wind was tugging and the waves were rolling in… too pretty not to share.
Back in the house again, I pulled my hair into a pony tail (slightly disheveled from the wind) and donned my favorite house dress. Yes, I love wearing dresses when doing domestic duties… (This one is nicknamed my “Sophia Loren” dress… the only necessary accoutrements are a saucy bow, pretty earrings, and bare feet.) :)
Then I put on my favorite music…
And tackled a few more domestic duties (won’t bore you with photos of the domestic duties), followed by more favorite music…
And then I went into the kitchen to sauté and simmer to my heart’s content. To me, cooking is a “reward” after taking care of the more mundane things in life.
Tonight’s dinner was Boeuf Braise Aux Carrot by Chef Denie Bernier… divine. I’ve made it several times and it never disappoints.
(Apologies to Chef Denie; I “pinch hit” using leftover roast and sun dried tomatoes in lieu of the tomato paste.) Whatever works — and tastes good. Incidentally, The Man Of Few Words ate two helpings!
As dinner was simmering, the tantalizing aroma triggered my hunger… hmmm… what shall I have? Not quite hungry enough for “lunch” (even a little lunch) :), I made Chilled Canteloupe Soup instead. (Had to use up the rest of an organic canteloupe and heavy cream I treated myself to earlier in the week.) Thanks, Cooks & Books & Recipes!
Although the cream swirl in the photo isn’t picture perfect, this soup tasted like a cantaloupe Dreamsicle. Need I say more?
Since the Cabernet was open (for the aforementioned simmering dinner…), I decided to treat myself to a glass…
Followed by a leisurely stroll through the house (which I still consider to be a form of exercise…) First stop: my writing nook.
Even when I’m not actively engaged in writing, I’m a writer! (It took me 50+ years to say that with confidence, thanks to you and a few inspiring friends…)
Next stop: my music room…
(Apologizes for the glare… I washed and ironed curtains today…)
I also write in here, as evidenced by the hodgepodge on the re-purposed baker’s rack in the corner… and yes, I feel extremely blessed that a recliner (and bed) are part of my “office” decor.
(Insert nap here… zzzzzzzzzzz…)
Granted, ideal days aren’t an every day occurrence, but when (and if) they do happen, I appreciate them for all they’re worth!
For those of you who manage all of the above while working and/or going to school and/or caring for young children, I applaud you.
(Been there, done that…)
Believe me, I’m not “spoiled.” My domestic bliss resulted from giving up many things I used to take for granted — shopping, dining out, basically going anywhere, and having a grocery budget in excess of $100 a month (!), which makes days like these all the more special…
Pick a life and live it, that’s my motto. (Along with unending thanks to The Man Of Few Words who supports my dream… we both “work” to make it work!)
What’s your ideal day? Have you treated yourself to one lately?
Enjoying a break from the mundane,