The Cure For Everything Is Salt …
… tears, sweat, and the sea. (Dinesen)
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I couldn’t wait for Amazon, as soon as I read about Alice Water’s new book, I had to have it. Trotted down to Shiretown Books in Woodstock over the weekend and picked up a copy for myself and one for Michael. Carried it across Vermont. Toted it home in my carry-on (this is big!). Reading it, loving it.
And what I love most about it is the philosophy that undergirds her approach to cooking. Good food costs … some money, yes, but more time and attention, and our respect.
Tonight Honey P. is away for business. And normally, I’d order a pizza and rent a sci-fi movie that I know I’d only get to watch to the end alone. Not tonight, thanks to Alice. I went to the market for fresh greens and homepage sausage. Between stints at my desk writing at a report, I made pizza dough, spun dry organic romaine, grated mozzarella, sauteed sausage and tomatoes, emulsified egg and oil and chopped anchovies for homemade caesar dressing, Total elapsed time making dinner for one: two hours. Total time consuming a salad and two slices of pizza: 20 minutes. A wonderful meal in solitude during which I flipped through Saveur and Gourmet and planned our upcoming Thanksgiving celebration, priceless.
I saved some pizza for an eighth-inning bite (go, Red Sox!). The crust was a little soggy, but it was still pretty savory. Alice would approve. Sunday night, very good night!
