I had a wonderful breakfast of yogurt, ½ mango diced, blueberries, milk, and granola.
I went to the garden a few minutes before noon and picked a basket of lettuce. I cleaned it, spun it and put it in a pasta bowl and into the fridge to chill.
I then diced 1 tomato, two green onions, ¼ of a cucumber, a few mixed olives, about 3 oz. of Mexican panela queso fresco and the small elk burger we cooked a week ago. I refreshed the dressing with the juice of ¼ lemon and ¼ cup of olive oil and dressed the salad with it. I filled my glass with water and carried the salad and water to the gazebo table. I was pleased to see two water lilies blooming in the pond.
I worked until 4:00 and then watched Mad Money and the business news at 5:00 to try to figure out why my portfolio has moved less than $1,000 in the last two days. My guess is the reason is because the tech stocks and especially Apple had been going down for the last two days, while the Dow has been going up just a bit.
Suzette arrived at 5:00 as I was talking to the insurance adjusters about our great flood after eating a banana coated with peanut butter. She ate some salmon and coleslaw and we watched the news until 7:00.
I brought in the black beans and heated a bowl of them. Suzette de-stemmed flowerets from a head of broccoli and steamed hem. She the grilled the the two rib steaks on the new grill. Mashed must hav turned the heat up to high because the steaks caught fire and charred on one side. Suzette said the new grill gets much hotter than the old grill so she is going to need to figure how calibrate its heat. I decided to sauté a Vidalia onion, so Suzette put some olive oil and butter in a medium skillet while I sliced the onion rounds and we sautéed them until golden brown.
Suzette said she wanted a medium weight red wine so I opened a bottle of Bogle Essential red blend. The wine was perfect, heavy without being really jammy with a pleasant fruitiness, a blend of Syrah, Cabernet Sauvignon, Zinfandel, and Petite Sirah grape juices (Total Wine $8.97). We could taste the slight jamminess of the Petite sirah and the peppery spiciness of the Zinfandel finish, a well made wine, especially for the money.
I sliced a steak and we filled our plates with beans, broccoli, and steak covered with sautéed onions rings. I poured glasses of wine and Suzette set the table by the pond in the garden.
After dinner we watched the sad tributes to Anthony Bourdain who committed suicide in a Paris hotel last night and MSNBC’s coverage of the indictment of the 20th person to be indicted in the Russia probe, a Russian national working for Manafort accused of relaying messages from Manafort to persons to lie to the Special prosecutor, who were called to testify after Manafort was initially indicted Additional charges were brought against Manafort and a motion to revoke his bail.
We went to bed a little after 9:00 wondering how such talented successful people as Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain committed suicide. It is as if cultural, business, and material success were not enough to overcome some deep psychological problem, while juxtaposed to that are the bad people like Manafort who persevere no matter how bad things seem. Perhaps the difference is that there is no potential pardon for a debilitating psychological condition that one can hope for.
Bon Appetit
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