I didn’t manage to cook something for dinner last night, but as I left for my knit night thing TheHusband asked me if I had anything in mind for him to cook for himself. I answered, “I don’t know. Just eat some produce”. And so he did. When I got home I first asked what he ate, and then if he took a picture – he looked at me like I was nuts. From his description this was his salad:
- balsamic vinegar and olive oil
It probably looked a lot like the salad we made on August 12.