Yesterday morning, I woke up and headed to Target.
If you've ever been to the Target at Atlantic Terminal in Brooklyn, you know that usually it is like one of the layers of hell. The shelves are a mess, and picked over, it's full of people, and it's only worth dashing in and out on occasion. But, if you go early it's completely empty, and the shelves are fully stocked. And, I love Target. I don't really know why - it's just a huge store of things I didn't know I wanted so much. But H. hates it. If he is going to be made to go, he demands at least one week warning. Jeez. And once we're there, he pushes me through - no time to browse. Boo! So yesterday, H. stayed home and I went early - and it was bliss. It's probably unhealthy to feel as satisfied and happy with a trip to Target. But I spent an hour browsing around slowly, looking at everything, buying little things I wanted or needed (mostly wanted). Delightful! But, that's not really the point of this post. I just wanted to share my consumerist joy.
Sundays here are usually spent slumping and cooking for the week. H. is making his delicious chicken tandoori. I only wish I could share the smell with you right now! Here's our little helper, Izzy, waiting patiently for H. to drop that chicken on the floor.
H. never dropped the chicken, but Iz did find himself a mushroom to play with:
Izzy loves vegetables. Zucchinis are his favorite, but he's open to a variety of new tastes.
For lunch this week, I've made a quinoa salad with grilled vegetables and a tomato vinaigrette. H. documented the whole process.
Grillin' some portobellos:
Makin' some vinaigrette:
It was roughly based on a recipe, but it's the kind of thing that's better made by throwing things together as you deem appropriate. The vinaigrette is just red-wine (or red-grape) vinegar, garlic, rosemary, parsley, red pepper flakes, olive oil and grape tomatoes. It suffers from extreme tastiness!
Now Izzy is exhausted from all the excitement - he loves cooking.