A Boat, A burn and A ball
We walk into our house, being met with the welcome smell of something
Italian cooking. And being the lone cook in the house; it is a divine
pleasure to have someone else be cooking for you , especially today.Kisses to you, my lovely slowcooker.
Sweet
Michael and I had a resort day, a stay-cation and adventure day all in one.
The morning started with Michael announcing we were going on the boat, on
the bay. Yippee! I asked for thirty minutes to gather some ingredients
together for dinner tonight. While the cubed pork was browning, I sliced
thick chunks of zucchini that followed the pork in my old faithful, princess
iron skillet. I brought down my Crockpot from the cabinet and opened two
fourteen ounce cans of whole tomatoes. The browned pork and zucchini were
added to the tomatoes with a halved onion and a can of cannellini beans.
The skillet was empty but still sizzling, so I quickly rough chopped cabbage
to sauté in the pan. A quick smash of three garlic cloves were added to the
pot. A healthy pinch of sea salt and freshly cracked pepper, oregano,
tarragon, and hot pepper flakes tossed in. A quick stir, settling the glass
lid on the pot, setting the dial to low and we were off.
After many hours, research, considerable deliveries and postage, the boat
was finally running. I grabbed my brand new boat shoes; so cute with their
squeaky white soles and a fetching two tone combo of chocolate brown and
ballet pink(and if you ever needed to know… my favorite color it is the
special shade of ballet pink). Even the insides of the shoes were a perky
navy and white nautical stripe. I had only been awake less than two hours
and already it was turning out to be a lovely day; the promise of the day
alone with my sugar, cooking and new shoes-to boot (pun intended). A fabulous day on the bay!
