Huge storm predicted--didn't quite come through but in anticipation stayed home through drizzle and gray, thinking about doing taxes and eating leftovers.
Sauteed and onion, a stalk of celery and a carrot--when they were soft and brownish, added them to the re-heated chicken broth along with the left-over chicken--not too zippy--so added lime juice, chopped and chile sauce from Albuquerque that I found in fridge. Perfect--and enough left for tomorrow.
That was lunch. For dinner, such as it was, a steak sandwich with smoked gouda, horseradish and russian dressing with lettuce on rye. And a few squares of chocolate for dessert.
No cooking and no photos. Now at 11 pm, there's some serious rain--perhaps it will continue through the night. The marathon is tomorrow--last year it was torrential--in my two marathon years (98 and 99) I don't think we even thought about rain possibilities. Were we just lucky or is the weather turning inside out?
We're so convinced it never rains in southern California, our capacity for weather surprise is unbounded. And now, two minutes later, as I finish this sentence, the rain has stopped as well.
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