Monday morning before walking to school, I decided on a tuna salad sandwich for lunch. Luckily, I had the yummy Italian tonno packed in olio, Duke’s mayo and Grey Poupon to fancy it up. And it’s not salad if the sandwich filling doesn’t contain crunchy vegetables like celery, green onion and dill pickle.
But I discovered that I’m not a fan of soft sandwich bread. And darn it, why did I forget to add the fresh dill I have in the fridge.
As a sandwich, tuna salad was lackluster. However, later that afternoon, I enjoyed a happy hour of said same tuna salad with crackers. Oh my that was the contrast of textures and moist and dry crunch I truly wanted at lunch. An addition of calamari and firm giardiniera and a champagne made for a very fine midafternoon snack.
For dinner, I had bought a Russet potato over the weekend specifically for a Monday night steak dinner for Patrick because his Sunday supper is just broth.
The rest of our weeknight dinners are leftover bouillabaisse and carne asada tacos and hamburgers. And I haven't yet started Dry January because I just finished the bubbly wine. However, there's a carton of chocolate ice cream for milk shakes, and I'm jonesin' for some crispy French fries cooked in beef tallow.
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