I had a date tonight to go to the art museum and see a photo of yours truly up on the wall. It was a project that started right when I moved into my new place. I’m certain I mentioned it. They posted times when a photographer would be shooting pictures of anyone who wanted to be a part of the exhibit. You just showed up, got your photo taken, and left. It’s a project to convey the diversity of people who visit our art museum (which is, quite frankly, world-renowned). I loved this idea as I love getting my photo taken. So I gussied myself up, went, and had a blast. The man had to of taken 50 shots of me. I made all sorts of faces and made certain to give him a lot of variety to choose from.
Tonight I got to see the result. My picture is perfect. It is unique (I am winking in it and it seems none of the other 700 patrons did that). It is so very me. I was flattered as the shot he picked was the very first shot he took. That is generally the sign of a good model.
While we were standing in the room, other people put 2 and 2 together, look at the photo, looked at me, pointed at the photo, pointed at me…and eventually would inquire as to whether or not I am the girl in on the wall. One group even took a picture with me, of course getting the photo of me on the wall into the shot as well. I got the phrase “You’re famous!” said to me a large handful of times. It was fun.
My man and I also wandered around some of the other rooms in the museum, making up lavish stories about the characters in the paintings. The stories were so long and detailed, we didn’t get through many of them before being informed that the museum was closing. What fun! We will absolutely be back very, very soon!
Long days call for boring cereal!
My apple here was somewhat disappointing, actually. It is VERY tart and no good for eating plain. It is a baking apple. I did not know this because I just grabbed a $1 clearance grab bag at the market and had no idea what sorts of apples were contained in it. I only ate about half of my apple.
I made dinner for the both of us. This was his serving.
Irish Stew with Veal, Carrots, Potato and Rutabaga
Adapted from: http://matzoandrice.wordpress.com/2009/03/17/532/
- 1/2 pound thickly sliced bacon, diced
- 1.5 pounds boneless lamb shoulder, cut into 2 inch pieces
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 1/4 teaspoon ground black pepper
- 1/4 cup all-purpose flour
- 3 cloves garlic, minced
- 1 large onion, chopped, divided
- 1/4 cup water
- 2 cups beef stock
- 1 teaspoon white sugar
- 2 cups diced carrots
- 1 large onions, cut into bite-size pieces
- 2 medium-sized potatoes, diced
- 1/2 teaspoon dried thyme
- 1 bay leaves
- 1 cup Guinness Stout
- Place bacon in a large, deep skillet. Cook over medium high heat until evenly brown. Drain, crumble, and set aside.
- Put lamb, salt, pepper, and flour in large mixing bowl. Toss to coat meat evenly. Brown meat in frying pan with bacon fat.
- Place meat into stock pot (leave 1/4 of fat in frying pan). Add the garlic and 1/2 yellow onion and saute till onion begins to become golden. Deglaze frying pan with 1/2 cup water and add the garlic-onion mixture to the stock pot with bacon pieces, beef stock, and sugar. Cover and simmer for 1 1/2 hours.
- Add carrots, onions, potatoes, thyme, bay leaves, onion, and beer to pot. Reduce heat, and simmer covered for 20 minutes until vegetables are tender.
*I wanted to use my crock pot, which was the whole point of making a stew. So I had to adapt this a little to use it. All I really did differently was cooked my bacon, crumbled it into the bottom of my crock pot, quickly seared the meat (not to cook it, just to brown it) and threw it into the pot along with all of the other ingredients. I added rutabaga. I also realized too late that the meat I bought was not lamb, as I wanted and as the recipe called for, but veal. They were in the same spot on the rack at the market and I didn’t read the label closely enough. Dammit. Veal did not have nearly the amount of flavour I was hoping for. So while I was good, MORE than edible, next time I would really like to use lamb.
Exercise: 7 mile walk (it was a loooooong day)