Well, we're "home" for now. I've brought out another special coffee mug, one I had made for myself earlier this summer, in celebration.
I arrived a couple of evenings ago and will have several catch-up stories to tell. The mountains in this photo have nearly disappeared due to dust and a wind storm, but I can't be sorry about that considering the weather elsewhere. It was gusting up to 60 mph most of the night, back at my real home, and schools and roads are closed due to blizzard conditions. Meanwhile, it's dumping snow and rain farther north and west of here. I did some social activities yesterday and am content to stay here today, writing, organizing, walking, playing music, and cooking...something...I'm not sure yet what's for dinner.
Brunch today was a classic case of "snatching the bacon from the fire". A few nights ago I went on a roasting and mixing extravaganza -- I'll tell more about that later -- and made what has to be the most disappointing batch of tabbouli I've ever made. The herbs were getting old and needed to be used. I had to pick through them. Apparently I didn't soak the bulgur enough, because it was crunchy the following morning. I left the tabbouli out of the refrigerator for several days, and eventually the bulgur softened enough to be manageable, but I still wasn't crazy about the flavor of the whole.
Enter the "toastie" idea. Why not take a slice of jalapeno popper bread (I'll tell you about that later), griddle it, then top it with tabbouli and cheese? Why not, you ask? Well...how exactly did I think that cheese would melt? So I put a second slice of bread on it, flipped the lot, and ended up with a jalapeno-popper-sourdough grilled cheese sandwich with tabbouli.
Pretty darned good, actually. I'll be more careful next time I make tabbouli, but I'll be able to use this stuff up.
