Monday, February 10, 2003

Nothing like spending a day as a lazy son of a bitch.  This was the Sunday of no housework, no nothing.  Slept late, lounged like a lizard.  It was fabulous. Dinner was plain old broiled beef patties – hamburgers without the bother of buns – baked potatoes, and Chou-Fleur a la Mornay, Gratine (Cauliflower au gratin with cheese.)  We bought our supplies at the nasty-ass grocery that’s only six blocks or so from our house.  We never go there, generally, because this is one of those stores that you think you may catch something being in there, but today Lazy Ruled, so we went. Dinner was so simple it doesn’t really bear repeating.  For the cauliflower, you just boil the cauliflower florets.  You make a mornay sauce – béchamel + cheese – and pour a third of it into a baking dish.  Arrange the florets over it.  I made a half-assed attempt to “mold cooked cauliflower into its original shape,” per JC’s direction.  What a silly thing to do.  She wants you to put a small bowl over a pot of simmering water, arrange the florets in the bowl “heads down and stems converging at the center of the bowl.”  Then turn the bowl over into the serving dish.  Since the serving dish had mornay sauce in it, I couldn’t flip flop them easily.  I took the bottom of a springform pan and place it over the top of the bowl, turned the bowl over, then slid away the bottom of the springform pan.  Whatever.  The florets fell into the dish in a somewhat circular pattern.  Fine. Salted and peppered it, poured the rest of the mornay sauce on top. Sprinkled with bread crumbs, more cheese, and some melted butter.  Baked in the oven for half an hour. And that was Sunday night dinner.  It was, as the food of a lazy person tends to be, not spectacular.  The cauliflower was good.  Eric said it could be a good staple dish when we have kids.  To which I say, a) not bloody likely – you won’t even let me have a dog; and, b) any dish that requires making a sauce that is then poured on top of something else and baked is not likely to become a family staple. Thus spake Laza-thustra.   7:42:21 AM    comment []