Eastside Road, Healdsburg, January 30, 2009
YOU'LL HAVE NOTICED I never mention money here, for three very good reasons at least: I'm a little ashamed at how we spend money eating; your shopping is not likely equivalent to mine; it's none of your business. Still, I'll make an occasional exception. Tonight's protein cost us two dollars fifty cents.
One pound of sardines — seven nice sturdy very fresh fish — bought two days ago at Monterey Fish when we were down in Berkeley. We absolutely trust this company: it's one of the very few things we miss from Berkeley, ten years after moving away.
Cleaning them this afternoon was the work of ten or twelve minutes. I should have grilled them over vine cuttings on the hibachi, but I was too lazy, or it was too cold, or something. Instead, Lindsey grilled them under the broiler. Salt and a squeeze of lemon juice, and a baked potato alongside, dressed with olive oil and salt and pepper. Green salad? How could you ask?
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