Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Crash

I can’t do it anymore. Tonight I stood firm. I am not going out to dinner. Instead, I actually stayed home alone and ate tuna fish salad on bread. Ok, it was Italian tuna fish not Starkist and the bread was wonderful crusty whole wheat bread from a local bakery. And I did pour myself a glass of red wine to go with it. But I couldn’t face another plate of pasta or another thin crusted pizza from al forno del legno. What I’m yearning for, actually, is a nice whole grilled fish drizzled with olive oil and accompanied by a salad of fresh rugaletto.

Maybe tomorrow.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi from Punta del Este,Uruguay arrived 2days ago from a great 5 days in Buenos Aires, the city that never sleeps.And I can attest to that.I took tango lessions and went to tango bars and danced.Paige, and I took in all the sights.Say hello to Steve, love you both Stan