Sometimes all a girl wants is a nice, simple, dinner-in-a-bowl. I have a lovely bowl my cousin Elizabeth made for me many years ago, during her pottery stage, and it’s the perfect single-chick-dinner-alone bowl. Tonight, I couldn’t figure out what I wanted. There was a leftover chicken breast in the fridge, there were plenty of lamb chops and salmon steaks in the freezer, but none of that was what I wanted. The weather has been odd here lately — mostly unseasonably warm, but after a very windy day, the skies got gloomy and the temperature dropped some, and suddenly, that freezer container of lamb stew looked good.
So, re-heated lamb stew over re-heated rice in a bowl. A few frozen peas and a new onion from my garden chopped up and thrown in for color. Some crumbled goat cheese on top. With a glass of wine. A simple quiet dinner after a weirdly busy day of work and bill-paying and tax-paying and too many little niggly chores. Quiet. Dinner. Real food. Nice.