I lazed about. Finally bestirred myself to go to the store about five p.m. to get some food, including New Year's supplies. Imagine my horror to discover that not only did our corner market not have any corned beef, they haven't received any from the mother ship!
So tomorrow, I'll have to look elsewhere. Seriously, what kind of supermarket chain fails to stock corned beef for New Year's -- and, for that matter, blackeyed peas? They normally have a few cans on the shelf -- all sold out, and no sign they'd stocked extra. Heathens. At least they had cabbage.
Dinner tonight, a deli pork roast and chicken breast, cut bite-sized and heated up with shishito peppers while they were blistering, with fresh microwave-steamed, halved Brussels sprouts (with garlic cloves and diced orange bell peppers) on the side. I fried some basmati rice Tam had gotten with her Indian takeaway lunch to add to my meal. Some sumac on the shishitos for a lemony kick (a real chef uses real lemon but I didn't know to buy any and I had sumac), and leftover hot, red, oniony Indian hot sauce for the meat: a fine meal, with very little work.
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