I had my usual Friday night Casa salad at Casa Mare this evening and did not find my head scab in it as I had predicted a few days ago. The salad disappeared before my very eyes, but the scab is still in residence on my scalp, biding its time and waiting for the right moment to eject itself into who knows what or onto who knows who and cause me some major embarrassment.
The entré consisted of the Penne con Salsiccia E Pepperoni. I ordered this spicy, which means it is riddled with bits and pieces of peppers that seem to be akin to jalapeno. It was so good I could have eaten it all but left a goodly portion so as not to be identified as a glutton.
All this was after I had lunch at Bob’s Restaurant in Woodburn. The first course there was a dish of Bob’s homemade coleslaw. It was the very best coleslaw I have ever eaten, and that is no exaggeration. I could have consumed an entire plate of the stuff. The cabbage was fresh and the sauce was tart and sweet, and the combination is addictive. For the main course, I ordered one of the daily specials – Shepherd’s Pie. It came out in a haphazardly assembled blob that took up most of the surface of the plate it was served on. This was a meal for a real man. It contained mashed potatoes, tons of ground meat, corn, and cheese. I ate it all and considered licking the plate as a grand finale. Bob makes nice food and pretty darn good coffee.
Following the timeline I have already standardized on, I wish now to relate this morning’s breakfast choice. I ate a very large bowl of hot oatmeal spiced with black pepper only and, as a side, one toasted Kroger sourdough muffin covered with Olivio, all washed down with a large glass of water. I make pretty good coffee too.
I spent most of the day outside in the cold crisp air, trudging up and down driveways covered with snow and climbing in and out of a large pickup truck. That sort of day always makes me hungry.
Right now, after dinner, I’m feeling just a little drowsy.