So I had the steak last night - oh, lamentations! To the end of my sushi addiction goes also my rare steak addiction, as I sobbed over the wasted juices from the steak while I pan-seared it. Yes, there I was, grilling the damn thing, and I was counting down the months until I can eat it rare again. The steak was still edible, but nothing as good as the way I would usually have it. I had a small salad to start, and a side of baked potato. Well, I do my baked potato a shortcut way, nuke it (depending on size) 5 minutes in a bowl w/water about half-way up the side of the potato, turn it over so wet side is up, and nuke it another 3 minutes. The baked potato I had last night was a small one, so I did it just 3 minutes on the first side and 2 minutes on the second - it came out perfect.
Tonight, with Ernesto blowing up the eastern seaboard, and temperatures dropping like it's already late fall, I felt like nothing short of mac and cheese. Oh, I could have made it at home, no trouble, but I didn't feel terribly much like cooking this chilly evening. So, out we went, Hubby and I, to find me some mac and cheese. We found it, at a local bar restaurant, and their mac and cheese helped fill the void - along with a roast beef au jus - but it was rather bland. Alas what can one do?
So Ernesto - blowing up the eastern seaboard, and Hubby and I had loads of fun after dinner walking down to the waterfront, to see the river fully occupying some of our local streets. We're just strolling out of the restaurant, and Hubby's like, "Hey, let's go see the river!" I'm thinking, well, OK, but I do believe that is the river I'm staring at right in front of me, on the street! He's like, "No... that's just flooding." Well, it was earlier in the day when he went to the same street to check it out - but this evening, it was the full-blown river, coming right up the street! Amazing, and it was much fun stomping around this growth, watching this black mass of water reach its fingers right up the low-lying streets to claim what it could. I'm sure the police who were out patrolling were like, yup, always got a couple of crazies that have to come down and play with the growing river. It was pretty damn cool.
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