Tuesday, June 10, 2008

when the planet turns up the heat...

...get out of the kitchen.

Or at least, that would be the logical approach. And I am, usually, a logical human being. Most of the time. I think.

Not when it comes to dinner, though -- particularly if I have a craving for something. Granted, that "something" right now happens to be gazpacho*, which I think makes a lot of logical sense.

(Or it would, if tomatoes weren't suddenly carriers of salmonella. Thanks, tomatoes, for your perfect timing. Luckily, it seems that cluster (on the vine) tomatoes are safe, and so I can proceed with my gazpacho plan.)

Jim, meanwhile, has been asking me to make a frittata for quite some time. I'm getting used to these requests of his, even though I do every now and then wonder what ovophilic pod person has taken over my husband. Granted, this is mostly because, when I met him, he would turn tail and run from pretty much any egg dish, which was a shame as quiche was one of my specialities.

That must have converted him along the way, since now he seems to get these cravings every so often, particularly when the weather makes heavy meat dishes somewhat unappetizing. (He still is tentative in the face of most scrambles and your average runny-yolked poachee, but it's progress.)

Of course, making a frittata involves turning on the stove and either the oven or broiler, so it's not entirely weather-appropriate.
But it's close enough. So tonight, we shall have a wild mushroom and spinach frittata and gazpacho, satisfying two cravings with one...well, dinner.

Hm. Speaking of which, is it lunch time yet?

*This is a fairly common craving of mine. In fact, I feel as though I've actually blogged gazpacho before. The heat is just making me too lazy to check.

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