bike home through the graveyard as the sun's
warm, late afternoon rays reached through the
treetops. even in the middle of the city, i saw
two deer frozen to my left. when i got home i
went to the evening farmers' market a few
blocks away where wonderful produce, dogs,
kids and bikes abound. i garnered a large
bounty for several meals i'm planning. but
tonight called for yet another fresh and
delicious meal on the "porch."
i made a lovely "portland" eggs benedict
{portland, i guess because it was vegetarian
and mostly organic and local}. i toasted a
wheat bagel, then sliced up some wonderful
heirloom tomatoes and a bit of onion, then
a poached egg, all topped off with a bit of
"faux" hollandaise, which incidentally
curdled because i haven't exactly recalibrated
myself to electric burners. i accompanied this
lovely bit with a side salad with yet more
tomatoes, which are so delicious they don't
need anything, not even salt and pepper.
they're perfectly sweet and firm but still
juicy. i was half-tempted to just eat it like
an apple. but only half-tempted.
of course i washed it all down with another glass of
gewürztraminer. and look at this perfectly prepared
poached egg {thank you smitten kitchen}.
is it just a coincidence that organic and
orgasmic are so similar? i think not.
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