Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Tuesday’s Tale

Tuesday was a perfect Fall Day. Which would have been nice if it was October, but not so much in August. The high today was only projected to be 71 degrees F., which is about 10 degrees less than normal. Couple that with clouds and a stiff North-Northwest wind and it didn’t exactly speak “Summer!”

In fact, I spent most of the day thinking about cider mills and plain old donuts.

I went home at lunch and ate more vegetable soup. I left from there to go to an Asian market. I’ve never gone there, but its next to a butcher shop on Telegraph and Joy road that I occasionally frequent. Why? I need “mirin,” which is Japanese rice wine, to grill the Japanese eggplant this weekend.

But, the place was about the size of my living room, with a variety of food items, mixed with Asian statues, and weird ass tourist “stuff.” The only person in it was an elderly (80+) chubby little lady and a small child in an infant swing. And, the lady didn’t speak English…

I suppose the resulting conversation would have been funny, if I didn’t really need that mirin. Imagine charades with a tough question and an unresponsive audience.

Forget “mirin.” Just picture acting out “rice wine.” I gave up and searched the shelves, but didn’t see it. So, I left and went back to work on I-96 at 80 MPH, so I wouldn’t be late.

I got home after work and hauled the empty trashcan back inside. Then I treated the cats. Next, I walked out back and, although it probably didn’t need it, watered all the new grass seed.

Back inside, I changed clothes and then started to make six more of the ham and broccoli egg cups.  Yes, I did like them, but to tell you the truth, I wanted the oven on to take the chill off the house, without turning on the furnace!

When they were done, I took them out to rest and started to sauté some mushrooms. Then I made a blue box of mac and cheese. I warmed up another hamburger patty and topped that with some mushrooms, Swiss cheese and Dijon mustard on a thin bun. I ate that with a side of the mac & cheese for dinner.

I filled out a few bills that needed checks written and finally went in to watch some TV. I started with a PBS special I had taped about a farmer. I was going to watch the first episode of Breaking Bad afterwards, but fell asleep before the PBS show was finished. My bad…


  1. No breaking Bad???

  2. August Chinese Market is what you're looking for, dude.

    And that's not good. Breaking Bad is important. Far more important than some PBS show you felt compelled to sleep through.

  3. Jeff at work, who has an Asian girl friend, told me about Da-Zhong Oriental Food Market on 7 Mile, between Inkster and Middle Belt, so I am going here on Saturday. If they don't have it, I will try your recommendation (which I assume is down somewhere in Westland).

    I did eventually watch Breaking Bad, dammit! And the Farm show on PBS was fascinating. It sounded a lot like my early childhood. I ws just sleepy...