The Mayor of Singleton

I got home from work yesterday and walked into a house that was empty but for two quiet and very confused kitties. I had come up with all sorts of ideas about how to spend my alone time while Mike is away at Tales, but in the end, a very quiet evening was what was in store for me last night. And my husband wasn’t the only one knocking back a cold drink.

After my lunch of sushi and soba yesterday, I stopped at BRIX to pick up a bottle of wine, and spotted some 4-packs of Press cucumber soda (which of course I had to try). Their suggested pairing, obviously, was with Hendricks gin, but we were out. Aviation worked just fine, and the combo made for a darned fine tipple on a sticky evening.

My cooking efforts were minimal. I cubed up a couple of heels of multigrain from Bread Alone, tossed them with salt, olive oil and Herbes de Provence and toasted them until crunchy, then served them on top of a Very Big Salad:

A few big handfuls of Arcadian Fields’ “Teenage Lettuce Mix,” carrots, celery, cucumber, roasted red peppers, one of our homegrown patio tomatoes, a diced up grilled chicken breast (I had Mike cook a couple for me when he grilled our pork for Sunday’s dinner), and the rest of my buttermilk blue cheese dressing (an adaptation of Grace Parisi’s version, subbing creme fraiche - which we always have on hand - for sour cream), and dinner for one was served.