Top Ten Things I Do in
10. Make the bed (I must admit that it’s so much cozier to get back into at night or during naptime)
9. Get dressed up to go to the grocery store
8. Complain about poor lighting (likely Martello’s influence)
7. Deal with real estate brokers (viva la Craig’s List!)
6. Join Facebook and voluntarily video chat
5. Clear my inbox daily and reply with great haste
4. Go to sleep (or at least climb into bed with reading material) at a decent hour
3. Eat breakfast quickly, at a table
2. Schlep only one or two bags (daily average in NYC: three)
[That’s it. These lists never did make it all the way to 10…]
And in other news, last Friday I finally made it over to the video store on the way back home from the grocery store. It was there that I noted by far the most slothful opening hours that I’ve yet to see in
I also spent the early evening hours making my first Italian challah bread, courtesy of the lovely Italian Jewish cookbook that our friends Adam and Rachel gave us (which was also responsible for the evening’s succulent saffron rice and slightly-soggy Jewish-style artichokes). In my attempt to halve the recipe (and convert from American to metric measures using the conversions in the back of the used Berlitz I picked up at Housing Works), the sweet and salty factors didn’t turn out quite right, but nevertheless, Martello commented on the loaf’s excellent texture. I’ll be sure to attempt again, but the book’s recipe for bagels is my latest temptation. Trofie Wife will, of course, be certain to share the outcome of that great experiment…
Baci e gelato,
Martello e Trofie Wife
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