It's very fun to be cooking with my mother again. She has a very calm, deliberate, and paced manner of cooking. Nothing is ever too dirty and the meal is always ready by 5:30, at which time it sits and cools for a couple minutes while we finish our glass of white wine and then eat. My mom made a mixed salad with radiccio, endive, blue cheese, and a balsamic vinagrette. She uses about 12 parts oil and 1 part vinegar in her dressings! She had some cookies in the fridge she'd made a few days before. The foremost cookie is strawberry jam and walnuts. The rear right is a butter cookie dipped in chocolate and then covered with a nut powder. I myself made clams and pasta with a tomato-trout stock and also two loaves of bread.
Tabby is my parents ancient old cat. He's 23 years old and has a raspy meow. He seems healthy other then some strange leg spasms that overcome him every once in a while. It's as if someone once forced him to take a bath and for the rest of his life he sufferes from nightmares, waking up suddenly and trying to shake his foot dry. I fed him 3 clams at which point he fell asleep on my notebook. I was writing about the 2004 St. Innocent Pinot Noir we drank with dinner.