Good morning, barely.
Up at crack of dawn, out to Kaiser blinded by the rising sun, to get my blood drawn to placate the doctor. I hope for generally better results than usual as a result of what I hope are better eating patterns. We shall see (and elucidate.)
It is nearly nearly noon and the bean soup is simmering on the stove. I made it hastily from a can of "small red beans", water, onion and garlic sauteed in olive oil, and 1/3 eight oz. can of El Pato's Salsa de Tomates con Jalapeños plus a small handful of that cooked brown rice that I told you about last night.
I went out to the Tchr's Credit Union now renamed, to find that it was closed, fancying itself a bank and this day a holiday. When Columbus Day rolled around and I was a kid, we were in school making boats out of walnut shells and (futile-ly) trying to float them across a sea of blue paper from Spain to the New World. Nowadays that concept is not popular but they make it even more important by making days off. Dumb.
So I went to the Marshalls where I bought a mouse colored velvet tam for my mouse colored hair, plus a thin white tee printed with exotic gambling motifs, plus a bunch of spices and things for the kitchen, plus two vegetarian cookbooks. Just a moment, gotta check the soup.
I shall let it "set" for a mo, having added a dash of chili powder and a grind of black pepper, then eat it with a toasted tortilla. Then I shall nap, for tonight is the Book Club and off I'll go to Martha's for a good time even though I did not like the book.
Book Club Report tomorrow. YAZZYBEL
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