Today, on what I assumed was the Autumnal Equinox (it's apparently the 23rd this year), I have decided to make mushroom flatbread for dinner. And salad. A beautiful salad containing mixed greens, radiccio (a bitter red lettuce, sort of), dried Ocean Spray cranberries straight from the bog, chick peas (cannellini), and walnuts, drizzed with a cranberry balsamic reduction. Now I have to still purchase those mushrooms and an onion. Obviously I have not grocery shopped for these items. I will visit the local ALDI, or get my very own personal descendent of Roman Gods to bring them home for me.
Speaking of that Roman God, he is known to surprise me with all sorts of 'little' things. He brings home flowers for no reason, creates wonderful wine and cheese appetizer spreads, and we have actually sat on the floor and 'picnicked' in the house. We play bocce in the backyard (tree roots and all) and we antique shop together. Sometimes we walk, hand in hand, saying nothing at all. You see, my Roman God had a rough life in his previous marriage. He was married not by choice, but by circumstance - to someone he despised. He stayed put because of kids - the first was the reason for the marriage (she was pregnant - the age old way to 'trap' a man when you can't get one any other way HAHA) - kids that now have no manners and are rude and sarcastic with no regard for anyone but themselves; kids that have turned out to be a true disappointment to him. His daughter actually went on this tirade in front of the entire family AT A FUNERAL! A funeral they showed up for but clearly used it as a 'stopping point' for a little family vacation, complete with his ex-wife. He on more than one occasion has said that if he knew they'd turn out the way they did, he'd have left in the beginning. But, he did what his father told him to do - face the music. This is another post in itself - another time. Anyway, where was I? Oh yea, right - SO, now that life is behind him, and he has finally begun to live. And boy, do we! We cook together in the kitchen; we create recipes, we belong to our local SOI (Sons of Italy) Chapter. We have three four-legged, furry children that adore us. They are: Buster, Stormy and Daisy (Buster, Tempestoso, and Margherita in Italian). We have a grand life. Now if we could just get these home renovations done....
I'll let you know how the flatbread turns out. Ciao!
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