I started this post yesterday and didn't quite make it over the hump of finishing it . . .
It's funny, I am actually feeling stumped as what to write today. Usually I like to indulge myself in a short, visually satisfying blip . . . a squeak of a moment . . . a recipe I was happy with. In reference to today though, I feel like my life has been moving so fast, the dust is settling just a bit, yet I haven't quite settled with it. I was excited, I am excited, but I'm not engaged with myself. I feel off track by a fifth of a centimeter. I guess that's enough to make the wheels squeak.
MARICA NATALI THOMPSON 2008
On the simple pleasures side, I found some keys factors in making a delicious lentil soup:
A dash of dijon mustard, balsamic vinegar, and a squeeze of lemon juice . . .
the following photo is of my visit to Blueberry Lemon Tart Heaven . . . This amazing tart was made by my mother in law. Superb, perfect, and simply so delicious.
Hope all is well out in the world all over everywhere ~ Marica