Rewrite

Sometimes the best-laid menu plans go awry. This afternoon I was busy repotting plants and taking the Grim Reaper (my little scythe) to some overgrown plants off the lower deck. Julian wisely asked, “Are you going to have time to make the bun bo Hue tonight? Why don’t you do the orecchiette and I’ll do the soup tomorrow?” No contest.

We’ve had shrimp and grits on the menu for the last three weeks. Have we made it yet? No. The reasons: the shrimp didn’t get thawed or we had ample leftovers from previous nights. It may get made this week. We’ll see.