dammit... my efforts to watch "Shame" on the Internet have been foiled. Maybe on the weekend I will make it to a show.
I bought lamb for my quince tangine thing; it felt really carnivorous to be standing at the nice butcher ordering up my desired cut and portion of meat after my week of vegan lunches. The roast was three pounds; I took half; less than the recipe called for but more than enough. After buying my expensive meat I bought expensive saffron, thinking I'd better make the best expression of the recipe possible, in honour of both the currency and the little lamb. I have a big bag full of cheap saffron I throw into tomato curry, but real saffron is a whole nother deal. Saffron, like quince, is ineffable. I stood in the market inhaling my magical quinces and then got the hell out of there.
16 hours ago