Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Ordinary Days

Sometimes all one needs is an ordinary day to get back into the groove of things. Ordinary days anchor us into the grit of our daily struggles, our pain, our joy. So when an extraordinary day pops up it catches you by surprise, and makes it all the more significant.

I'd like to say that we just jumped in the car in a spark of spontaneity and wandered around the city, landing in a fantastic Mediterranean cafe, bestowed heavenly blessings from the Goodwill gods of thrifting to land the holy grail - my holy grail of pre-loved things . A ten dollar (ha!) Le Creuset dutch oven, maybe a designer handbag, and a fabulous vintage dress.  

But we didn't.

In fact it was a loosely planned day to strut around Fillmore street. There was, in fact, a fantastic Mediterranean meal (which we found on Yelp) of shared vegetable moussaka and a sample platter of La Mediterranee's Best: spinach and feta fillo, armenian potato salad, chicken pomegranate, hummus, warm pita and a warm glass of morrocan mint tea. 

Thrifting too, was on the up and up. A couple of (new) belts, a pair of sunnies, and a Beatrix Potter illustrated book of rhymes for Mandarin all for under $7!!!

As for my dutch oven. Not even close. No cigar.

.99 cents, yo!
Just looking at this makes me hungry. Let's not forget Mandarin's grilled cheese with feta! So good, I couldn't help myself with a serving.
cookie monster
Winding down at home reading the Anthropologie catalogue with freshly baked chocolate chip-toffee cookies and some french roast coffee. 

And finally, topping the day off with some home made Chicken Alfredo sauce with Wild Mushroom Fettuccine.
Some ordinary day - which of course, turned out to be more than what it started out to be! 



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