One day without rain this week, and this was it. At least, that's what the weather guessers tell us, and we know how reliable they are. Sometimes they forget they're not in the Midwest, or some place with real weather. Out here on the North Coast, it's pretty much the same most of the time. So when a storm comes blowing through, the way it did yesterday, the weather guessers go nutty. It's like Christmas to them, only with highs and lows and fronts and isobars as their presents.
While it was still dry this morning, I went to the store and managed to avoid buying any beef. I guess I should have demonstrated my solidarity with the great cattle-raising conglomerates that are so endangered by the mad cow scare, but I took a look and got a sudden craving for chicken. Not that I doubt the nation's beef supply is just as safe. I think I'll wait and see how many more cows turn up mad before I sear all the flavor out of another steak.
The other thing I bought was more fresh herbs. I don't always use them, but Rachael says that whatever you have left over at the end of the week you can just throw in a salad. Then today on her show she made quesadillas, and she said that whatever leftover cheese you have you can throw into your quesadillas. I think that's a great excuse to buy more cheese. I love to snack on a couple of slices of cheese in the evenings. Now I have a reason to have more variety. I'll just stock up on tortillas and make quesadillas at the end of the week.
I can see a terrific pattern emerging here, although there usually aren't any leftover chocolate chip cookies and I don't know what I'd do with them if there were.