Weekend round two. What a world. Saw kindness and hate in a single day. It’s amazing how differently people react to fear & stress. Dignity, people… So our routines have become alien to even ourselves. A morning walk? That’s unheard of on weekends. WTF!!! Apparently not the easiest thing to do when your loved one was taking shots while FaceTiming friends all night. I’m guilty of also partaking. Technically she wasn’t drinking alone but… she kind of was? A gray area for sure. No one should drink alone.
We stayed up together later than the norm. We danced to music on the patio and had a great evening. So the morning walk was pushed back to a later time. When it did happen we were met with much resistance. The wind was blowing like a f***ing hurricane. While walking by the COVID-19 test site one of the tents literally blew away. To the shocked disbelief of the sole attendant. Who stood their taking pictures of its demise. I assume to send to coworkers signifying that they needed a little help. Bekah asked if we should help. No. That tent is beyond the point of help. The walk was accomplished. Bekah was able to keep pace. I am trying to get used to walking with actual shoes rather than flip-flops. To appease my wife, I will wear shoes when walking with her.
Anywho, it was decided lunch would be pizza. I woke up early to start the dough before our delayed walk. Flour & yeast are high commodities these days. Lucky for me I had some. I kneaded and kneaded. 2 hours later it was alive & double the size. At first I was planing on just making a Hawaiian pizza. Bekah brought up we had leftover chorizo from last weekend and I could make half Hawaiian and half Mexican chorizo. One of our favorite places has this pizza and for some absurd reason that’s the sole pizza that isn’t being offered during this carry out/delivery only time. Makes no sense. I have to say her idea was superb. I’ve never made that pizza and it was fun trying something different. I’m hard pressed to say which half I liked the most. The beer was also pretty good.
Coconut shrimp. I’ve never made this. Honestly, shrimp I generally prefer cold. Cocktail. I make a few exceptions. Why the heck not try something different during these different times. So I jammed out to music. Some oddly 80’s like music. I hated the 80’s music for the longest time. I guess I was too cool for it and just never tried. I’ve gone back to some and realized their is a decade of tunes that I can catch up on. What a gift.
Oh yeah, this is about shrimp. And booze??? Sure!! The shrimp was f***ing good. I apologize, I’m cussing a lot more. That’s what I do when s*** hits the fan. Back to the shrimp. It was f***ing good. I’m not sure the grilled asparagus was the appropriate side. What do you all suggest?
After dinner it was time for FaceTime drinks with our slumber party partner, The Slovak. I actually just happened to run into her earlier during the day at HEB. It was fun talking to and seeing her. Slovak is good fun. She is a good friend. I think FaceTime drinks was the medicine we 3 needed. It’s a communication technique I don’t ever utilize and it’s good to try and find new means of social interaction. I can’t tell you how many shots were taken. Much more and for a longer duration of time than I was expecting. The bottle wept when we were done with it. Crazy girls. Some things you just need not hear or see. I’ll leave it at that. It seems when this is all said and done we will being having an epic slumber party. I’m sure you will hear all about it. No shortage of blog material on those weekends.
Sunday fun-day! It’s brunch again. I had a hankering for some eggs Benedict. Funny how such a staple brunch item isn’t served anywhere in town. Someone needs to work on that. I’ve never made them before. Could be cool, I thought. I’ve never really been the best a poaching eggs. If I did it more I’m sure it would get easy. This attempt wasn’t perfect, but better than some past tries. The hollandaise sauce was great. We both decided that we need to do this again. Their are a lot variations that can be made. Mimosa to wash it all down. I think Sunday brunch is going to a a thing during these times. I’ve really enjoyed it the last 2 times. I don’t make brunch and my breakfast have been called “pretty terrible” so it’s nice really getting into it. Cooking is therapy. It’s a way to harness some positive energy. We all need that right now.
So Sunday it was Chopped round 2. I was fairly shocked to see the ingredients Bekah picked considering her condition was fragile for the drink. Snapper, mango habanero salsa, butternut squash & coconut turmeric rice. WTF? I hate mango!! I guess I have to give it a go. I made some fish tacos. Grilling the fish like it’s Cod. Roasted the squash w/ jalapeño & onion. The salsa is gross. To take away from its taste I mixed it with avocado and cilantro. That’s marginally better. The rice I decide to mix with the roasted veggies. I cook up some tortillas and bam! It all trine sour rather good. The fish surprised me. I wasn’t sure what it would taste like. Just a good white fish. Veggies worked and adding the cilantro really helped take away from all the mango. I hate mango. Bekah seemed to enjoy, despite all her pains. That’s says something. I think it’s time for her to do this.
This conclude another weekend blog. I just found out that they are extending our isolation till the end of April. I think I’ll play bartender, pour myself a drink & find something to watch on TV. I have not watched much TV. Until next week. Love to you all. Be safe!!!
En Fuego 