Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Toast or tuna

The beans ate buttered toast for dinner. Classic sickroom fare. Two cases of strep in our house, two sickly Beans, who manage to be chipper and demanding even in their slightly fevered state. I remember when a just-barely-sick baby was all melty and cuddly and even a motherly joy to hold.

So, a big hunk of seared pink fish was on the menu, but the grown-ups couldn't face something so... meaty. So we tried chopping it up and searing it quickly, then eating it in lettuce cups with a tamari dipping sauce. Not exactly the best way to showcase the tuna, but the hot little bites in the cold lettuce was just what we needed. (But, really, what I think we wanted was the toast.)

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