Here's a little slide show to reminder myself that this is a short week and I, I will survive.
deviled eggs with tapenade, lunch at Bottega
orechiette with shrimp, zucchini, and spicy peppers, lunch at Bottega
an attempt at Ina's salted-radishes-with-bread-and-butter appetizer, which she says is oh so French. I like radishes, myself, but there was something half-baked about this concept. I'm certain it wasn't operator error.
But look what a pretty color the radishes turn the salt! (Note: The half-baked nature of the finished product slowed TFin and me down not at all.)
The Lord's gift to palates: garlic, roasted to death and smeared on bread with butter. Get this: Butter not even necessary. I KNOW. Blasphemy.
beautiful Brussels sprouts, which also got the Ina treatment—scorched in a 400-degree oven for 35 minutes until they crackle and snap like potato chips and liberally salted for maximum effect.
lima beans. Be still, my heart.
lady peas, blushing and sweet
polished corn kernels all in a row, putting my teeth to shame. And reminding me I need to whiten.