I really pride myself on my ability to solve all kinds of problems. I’m talking the kind I solve for my clients at work (i.e. “This horrible thing is about to break in the news, what do I do?”) and the more tangible kind around the house (i.e. how to maximize space above my cabinets with custom home-built bookshelves). I draw the line at electric work but light plumbing has always been fair game. However, this weekend I came to terms with the limitations of my home improvement abilities.
It’s January- a new year and a new decade. I guess that deserves some acknowledgement, or at least it’s probably a good time to take stock of things and make some goals? The lead-up to the new year would have also probably been an excellent time to post something, anything, on this blog, or on Instagram, alongside the rest of the world doing recaps of the 2010s. But instead, without thinking, I was just kind of doing things I felt like doing and, I guess, taking some time for myself. Letting myself sleep in more, not worrying so much about fulfilling arbitrary obligations I’d created for myself, and generally just being nicer to myself.
I know what you’re thinking. Salad? What could be groundbreaking about a pile of cold leaves? Give me more creme brulee! I get it, and I’m normally with you. For me, salads are reserved only for sad office lunches and not usually something I’d make for a dinner main course at home. But this one is different! Can’t you tell by the number of colors and textures in the bowl?
Remember that time when, still high on Thanksgiving gluttony and clearly out of my mind, I waxed on and on about the merits of sautéed green beans compared to a cheese and heavy cream-filled vegetable gratin? Well, I urge you to write that off as utter nonsense and turn your attention instead to that very gratin, dressed in its holiday finest.
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