Eastside Road, October 15, 2010—
AFTERDECK, BIOTECH, bodycheck, bottleneck, cashier's check, Chiang Kai-shek, countercheck, demi-sec, discotheque, double-check, double-dec...What? Oh, sorry: I got distracted. I was Googling "à la grecque" to see what exactly it meant, in fact, and found this page at Merriam-Webster, and couldn't resist it. But — oh: in fact, apparently lemon juice is indispensable. In that case I've been wrong all these years; I thought it was just the slow cooking in olive oil did it. Whatever the case, we had sweet peppers greeked tonight, our way, sans lemon juice, though there are lemons aplenty on the tree out the kitchen door.
As you see, we had grille tuna sandwiches with the peppers, a first-rate combination, I think; and of course a green salad afterward. Dessert: apple crisp, from three or four different kinds of apples from our little seven-tree orchard.
Chablis, Jacques Bourguignon, 2008
(I had so been looking forward to this, as I love Chablis and almost never have any: but it was thin and sulfury and green-apples, not at all generous)
(I had so been looking forward to this, as I love Chablis and almost never have any: but it was thin and sulfury and green-apples, not at all generous)
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