Last night was a celebration of sorts…real food, not microwaved frozen food, or sandwiches, or take-out. It is rather inconvenient to not have water and sink in the kitchen, but cleaning the grill after dinner was not that difficult. It was certainly worth the effort, and my body thanked me.
Mississippi sweet potatoes were featured at Larson’s, and they had some small rib-eye steaks with my name on them. It was the first meal in a while that actually felt satisfying and that nourished my soul as well as my belly. It is good that a simple meal, served on a paper plate and eaten with a plastic fork can accomplish so much. The Vissani range hood got its first workout, and performed admirably–first time for cooking steak indoors with not a hint of smoke!
The appliances are on their way for delivery before noon today, and then it is just the sink and the final punch list, scheduled for Tuesday…coming soon to a kitchen near me. I might sleep in there–after all, I have been on the floor often enough these last few weeks.