Today has been a full and busy day, which means no cooking occurred. Still, I spent quite a bit of time researching recipes on the net and in my personal cookbook library. I shopped, defrosted, and pulled apart my pantry and freezer looking for inspiration. Part of that was sparked by my neighbor, who presented me with green bell peppers from his garden. Such a sweet gesture, and it made me want to use those peppers for a tasty dish that both of our families could enjoy.
So I've been noodling a recipe for sausage and peppers and maybe sundried tomatoes and herbs and possibly olives in Alfredo sauce, as well as wanting to (finally) finish the chile rellenos with those 3 poblano peppers in my vegetable drawer, and work on egg rolls and dipping sauce. Check in with me tomorrow, I may have something tasty to report.
The best surprise of the day was a visit from Terry, my friend and former paralegal, who I introduced to James and Linda as "the head on my shoulders, my right hand, and my left hand." The day our supervisor separated us while rearranging all of the attorney-paralegal assignments was the same day I lost Bethe. To me, it felt like I had suffered two deaths in the same day, and I have never recovered. I like my supervisor, as she has been a friend, very kind and accommodating, but I have told her that this is one thing I cannot forgive.
You know the old saying "if it ain't broke, don't fix it?" Who knows where I would be now if our team had been left intact? Who knows?