Busy, busy, busy...

Usually, we get to cook a lot. These last few weeks ave been busier with a business opportunity, and have prevented us from doing so. However, we have eaten out more, and tried to go to all new places. All vegetarian, apart from the chicken tikka masala i ordered trying to be a good sport, also trying to forget that I very rarely like Indian food (The place I wanted to go to was closed, and Kensington doesn't offer you many Monday night dinner options once the sun goes down). We've been trying to hit a lot of the t.o vegetarian spots, for a few reasons; we like to support, we like to have options, and learning is fun. (Geek, yes, but proud.)

Last night we ate cheese, cheese and more cheese. For dinner. And I've decided we need a better system for remembering what in the hell the names of the bloody things are by the time I get home. We have a great system for buying it: we ask for recommendations of a hard, a soft and a weird. Then we taste, and more than likely take them up on their suggestions. The plan has holes which let the names of some of these wonderful cheesy delights slip right through into the abyss from whence they came. Forever. We can never recall, in our excited walk home, with dancing remains of the samples we just had teasing us every block we shave off, what the blasted names were. A cheese journal? A sharpie at the ready to label the wedges prior to exiting the gate of cheese heaven? 

We often indulge in mass amounts of cheese, olives, dips, breads and wine as a dinner. It works for us both. Sometimes, when you're cooking for a vegetarian.....its nicer to spend the time not cooking, and trying desperately instead to remember what it is you're eating. :)'