I knew I was in trouble when he brought me back to his apartment and she was there, waiting for us. Leaning up against the wall. Sleek, slender, sophisticated, exotic. She was polite upon meeting me, but quiet. He regarded her with a reverence and adoration I had not anticipated. It would have been easier if I’d hated her outright, but I didn’t. She was stunning. It was hard not to stare.
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Super easy, stupid-simple and seriously savory. This is going to become a regular snack around here for sure. As scary-good as kale is for your health, you should give it a shot, too. You may even be able to convert some non-believers. Thanks to Patrick and Michael for the roasting tip! There were a few other recipes mentioned that I plan to try in the next few weeks. Stay tuned, Kale Komandos.
I love kale. There, I said it. But I know that not everyone gets as into dinosaur food as I do. Usually, I just chop it, steam it, salt it and eat it, but tonight I decided to put a little effort in and see if I could make it palatable for Sal. It worked. This is simple - and would be great for spinach or chard or other leafy greens, too - but I swear it's good. Sal-tested, Sicilian-approved.
We're not normal. I know this. I've known this ever since the day so many years ago when I proposed to Sal that we ride our bicycles to the nearest cafe for lunch. "But what will we do with the bikes?" He looked truly perplexed. "We'll just lock them up," I suggested casually. I had my sights set on a bagel sandwich, and the weather was immaculate. The Sicilian's brow crumpled in a way that I'd not witnessed in our two years together.