I made Grilled Chicken Salad for my dear book group friends yesterday. This was the second time I’ve made it and I can confirm that it’s a good and reliable recipe.
I spend far too much time scrolling. My husband calls it “doom scrolling.”
Periodically, I delete different apps (like Facebook) from my phone or computer, so I won’t spend so much time looking at it, but I always end up reinstalling.
With Twitter, I was pissed at Elon Musk, so I deleted my whole account and can’t figure out how to get it back, so I’m logged into my husband’s account and am forbidden to like or post anything while in it.
Doom scrolling screenshot from “For You” Twitter/X feed
Why don’t they show us more cat videos? It’s the “algorithm,” right? They have us pegged as furious Democrats, I guess. Doom scrolling just makes me madder.
Oh my god…why do I keep answering these silly prompts? I can’t help myself. It’s like WordPress actually wants to get to know me or something, lol. To my WP/blogging friends who keep reading my answers, THANK YOU! I’m sure you have better things to do.
If you haven’t deduced this by now, I’m a privileged, white, married, American woman, living in a safe and secure home in Greater Boston. I like marijuana. We have a landline and an electric car. We get nearly all of the streaming channels. We subscribe to the NYT, the Washington Post, the Boston Globe and the Atlantic. We worked hard for what we have, but we were also raised with many advantages, including excellent public schools.
Knock on wood, my family and I are all safe and well at the moment. At this point, my biggest medical problem is a persistent ringing (tinnitus) in my right ear. I know this will not always be the case. Disease comes for all of us – eventually.
All this to say, I want to make hay while the sun shines, and seek “adventure” in my sixties. And by adventure, I mean travel. In the past two years, I took a helipcopter tour over the Grand Canyon and a hot air balloon in upstate New York. We also had dinner in the Eiffel Tower! I want to do more stuff like that–see new places and have new experiences.
Here we are in front of our chopper in Arizona.
A snippet from our flight over the Grand Canyon. It was amazing!
I can’t deal with a group larger than eight for dinner. I’d probably invite a bunch of creative types, especially funny ones. They might be hard to cook for, but the conversation would be entertaining.
Maybe…
Bowen Yang
Barbara Kingsolver (She’s the only guest that concerns me. A Pulitzer Prize-winning writer would be an amazing guest and I’ve read most of her books, but does she watch TV? Could she deal with all these funny people?)
Kate McKinnon
Greta Gerwig
Wanda Sykes
Quinta Brunson
Matthew Gilbert (retiring TV critic for The Boston Globe—I’m going to miss him so much!)
According to WordPress, I’ve already answered today’s daily prompt, so I guess I’ve lapped myself. I’ve been posting regularly for about a year now. Here was my answer from last time this prompt came up:
Regarding Joe Biden, I’m getting more and more fearful that he’s just totally going to F*** us all by not dropping out. This article by Mark Leibovich is pretty harsh, but I tend to agree.
“It is now obvious that Biden has in no way internalized the disaster toward which he is defiantly ambling—or, more to the point, toward which he is leading his party and his country (and, for that matter, NATO, Ukraine, thousands of as-yet-not-deported immigrants, and unprosecuted Trump “enemies”). He seems fully indifferent to any consideration beyond his own withered pride and raging ego.”
I’m trying not to care about politics as much, because it’s just so damn depressing right now. I’m spending a lot of time trying chicken salad recipes and rearranging furniture. I’m trying to take heart in the fact that I (and most everyone I love) live in Massachusetts and perhaps we will be relatively insulated from Trump 2.0, but I know in my heart that nobody will escape it.
Complicated recipe, but very good in the end, especially on Day 2. The flavors really seemed to ripen.
In the past five years or so, I’ve gone back to wearing two-piece bathing suits. I’m not talking French bikinis here, but legit, midriff-exposing, two-piece swim suits—without skirts or ruffles (but with some strategic ruching). Two-piece suits are just more comfortable than one-piece suits and so much easier when using the restroom. I even wear one to swim laps these days.
No, I will not be posting a picture of myself in my two-piece, but here’s Paulina in hers, with both hip-replacement scars showing.
GenX supermodel Paulina Porizkova is two months older than me. We’re both going to be 60 next year. I follow her on IG. I like her honest commentary on sexism, aging, and happiness. Maybe I’ll read her book “No Filter” soon.
Another thought: If you get HBO Max, be sure to watch Jessica Lange in “The Great Lillian Hall.” It’s such a beautiful performance. At age 75, Lange is better than ever.
What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?
Sometimes you should let go of preconceived ideas of which foods go together and try things that sound weird.
For example, my husband makes (and claims to have invented) peanut butter and salsa sandwiches. I won’t eat those, but I do love cheddar cheese in apple pie. And have you seen Episode 1 of Season 3 of The Bear on Hulu yet? Was that a blood orange reduction and a large potato chip on a seared scallop?!? It looked pretty darn good.
You don’t think of peanut butter and pasta as being a good combo, but this recipe from NYT Cooking is a winner. It’s called “Cold Noodles with Sesame Sauce, Chicken and Cucumbers.” I didn’t have sesame paste (tahini) so I substituted natural peanut butter (as the recipe suggests) and it was good! I will try it again with tahini at some point.
I used a whole package (16 ounces) of linguine, rather than 12 oz like the recipe says, and it was fine.