Today was Saturday, and for the first time in .... six weeks? I did not go up to the Capitol. There are other protests brewing (perhaps Monday? definitely coming up) and although there were probably people walking around today, and I know there were bicyclists zooming around to protest the Governor's proposed cuts to bike and walking paths, it was freezing cold and I was tired and wimped out. The wind was cutting. Instead, I spent some time with Claudia. We ate lunch at the Somer House in Mt Horeb, where I had the Tofu-salad Sandwich (billed as "vegantastic!") It was pretty good! (Photo courtesy of Claudia.)
This is the best soup I've had in ages: "Rustic Farro Soup" from Andrea. I broke my no-buying streak to get some fresh kale (couldn't find escarole in Mt Horeb, but this was fine) and fresh thyme. First I had to get out the ancient diet scale I bought when I was first pregnant (because the doctor was suspicious of my diet, so I had to weigh and prove how much I was eating). That's because the recipe calls for "seven ounces of farro," which turns out to be about a cup."Red-wine marinated tofu" was new to us. Both this and the soup recipe called for wine, and I had some to use up. So I used Lambrusco. So sue me. This tofu was excellent. "outrageously easy big bread."
Now we are full and warm, which is temporarily comforting when life gets cold, unfair, and radioactive. Spunky, who usually curls up in front of the dining-room heater, decided to join me in the kitchen because I spent so long in there this afternoon. As usual, Spotty had to horn in on the picture.... because of course, every time I kneel down I must be about to feed her, right?