This week: attended the Whet your Appetite dinner, went to Claremont Tonic (a restaurant, not a drink), had udon and bento at Nama Nama plus tons of celeraic soup for dinner.
And spoiler – catspam at the end. 🙂
Disclosure: I attended the tasting and dinner at Sarti courtesy of Chapman Hill.
Once upon a time, when I was more naive than I am now, I agreed to accept a bag of fresh olives from a friend.
I had grand aspirations of marinating my own olives. They were going to be great. FOOL. Anyone who has ever dealt with fresh olives will know how much work in involved in preparing them – they need to be soaked in water, changed daily for weeks to leach out the bitterness.
Perhaps, instead of spending weeks babying these stupid olives, I should’ve tried crushing them to extract the oil. Or even better – I should’ve just tossed the olives out, bought myself a bottle of oil, and saved myself the angst.