Give me the simple life?

Monthly dinner with Brother Sushi last night: Maggiano’s, at NorthPark in BigD. Yes, it’s a chain, but the food was so good. Go anyway!

We had the caprese, of course, because it’s such a good way to start a meal, and the Margherita flatbread [picture a pizza that has been run over by a Hummer]. Both were delicious. The cheese on the caprese was grilled, the basil was very fresh, and the oil not excessive. He had the chicken saltimbocca with a side of spaghetti. I had the lobster fettucine. We were both ravenous, and neither of us could finish our plates, especially since we both wanted dessert. They have a dessert sampler; the crême brulée was good, almost as good as the one he makes. Almost. He’s not crazy about cheesecake, so my opinion is the one that counts: tasty, a nice balance between sweet and tart. I have his leftovers in the fridge. And my own. Best biscotti I have ever eaten, rich and dense; it comes with the chocolate zucotto cake. The apple crostada was excellent. We are going back, and we agreed that next time we are just going to get salads and head straight for dessert. There is really no need for me to cook this weekend. I think I will be having lobster fettucine for breakfast, to properly inaugurate Birthday Week.

I could have done without all the Frank Sinatra, much preferring the sensual, delicious bossa nova at Texas de Brazil here in Cowtown. But if you are a fan of Old Blue Eyes, you’ll be in heaven.

I am almost done with yet another doll hat, and I am contemplating knitting a tuffet or hassock for Blessing with the yarn that’s left, if I can find a pre-cut wooden circle for the base and something suitable for the feet at the craft store while I’m out and about today. This yarn would tone nicely with the skirt and sweater I made her, and she does look a tad uncomfortable sitting on top of the foofy dresser with Faith in her lap and her legs sticking straight out in front of her. Heaven knows that I have enough craft paint in my studio; I would have no problem matching one or more of the colors in the Noro when it comes time to seal and paint the wood.

Main Street Arts Festival today. Can’t wait!