thirteen years

We have a big order of chicken from Zaycon soon so need to clear space in our freezers. That’s why on my lunch hour I pulled a pork loin for tonight’s dinner.

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It doesn’t take a magnifying glass to see that this roast has been in our possession for 13 years. Thirteen years. I know. I couldn’t believe it myself. I don’t want to think about how much electricity we used to keep this hunk of meat at a low enough temperature to eat for dinner tonight. Nevertheless, I went back to the office, leaving Mauri with the task of making it edible with one of his many cook gadgets.

At 5 p.m. I returned home to the smell of teriyaki sauce. He’d pulled out the sou vide, and after about ten minutes of prep time went about his afternoon. I heated some leftover veggies and pulled a couple of yams from the toaster oven while he sliced and sizzled the teenage pork.

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Darcy knows the futility of begging from my plate. Tonight’s dinner was so good, she wasn’t even successful at Mauri’s plate.

PS: If you ever get invited to dinner at our house, come at your own risk.

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3 Responses to thirteen years

  1. Andra says:

    Reading your blog on vacation–13 years–as long as we’ve been married! I hope it aged nicely ;).

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