Toad in the Hole
July 05, 2005
Today was our 32nd anniversary. We had our Pearl (30th) two years ago, as was only sensible I guess, and celebrated by going out for oysters. So what, I mused, was the talisman for the 32nd? "Gutta-percha," said Joe.
We both woke up blurry -- yesterday, the traditional Fourth of July party at Ray's was held, as is becoming the tradition, at Jerry's, and it generally results in a blurry morning. Neither of us had bought a gift, but Joe proposed dinner an a Turkish restaurant we like, The Bosphorus. Fortunately he made this proposal after breakfast and coffee.
He had a book to return to a library in San Francisco, and I had to make a drug run to Costco. When we both got home, I gave him Volume 2 of a Django Reinhardt CD box set; he'd bought Volume 1 a month or so ago and liked it. He gave me two books: C.J Cherryh's newly paperbacked Forge of Heaven and one called Oak: The Frame of Civilization by William Bryant Logan, who wrote that book about dirt. Looks like fun.
And we went to The Bosphorus and had lamb shank and Huncar Begendi. (There should be a Turkish cedilla under the "c" in "Huncar.") I'm very fond of the dish. It's grilled bits of meat, which are almost superfluous but provide a nice taste contrast, over a foam of charred eggplant flesh whipped with kasseri cheese. Incredibly rich, smoky, and light, like angel spoo.
OK, fallenangel spoo.
Joe apologized for not having found any gutta-percha artifacts. That's OK.
Posted at July 5, 2005 10:13 AM
Happy anniversary! They let you get married when you were pre-teens, huh? Heh.
Posted by: Rurality at July 6, 2005 05:18 PM
Happy Anniversary! Damn, 32 years. You both deserve some guttapercha :--)
Posted by: Janis at July 6, 2005 05:32 PM