Supper

[rhythmaning]

I got home tonight to find that my wife, ravenous from her diet, had actually eaten without me. Well, she calls it eating – she had a tub of cottage cheese, a handful of carrots, and half a pack of ryvita. (The very thought of cottage cheese makes me nauseous.) This took me back a bit, since I was expecting a rich bean casserole. Oh well.

Instead of a bean-feast, I had some wonderful cheese and bread, with a glass of wine (natch), and then I made myself a mushroom-and-parmesan omelette. With another glass of wine, lots of garlic and a handful of herbs.

And it was delicious.