Memorial Day was mild and sunny, perfect weather for decking. Reading, dozing, listening to birds.
Also being nearly dive bombed by a pair of crows who zoomed past at the exact moment I stepped out, missing my head by inches. I'm guessing a courtship dance, as I watched them in sync, up and down the sky, skimming the fences.
And when I repotted the bigger coleus I broke off a couple of branches, coleus being brittle. It looks fine anyway, and the chipped teapot is back in service rooting the small pieces in water.
Meanwhile in the kitchen,
here's a celery heart in water, ready to sprout for a bit of instant salad.
About the tofu sticks. I always get the tofu block very dry before slicing. And to bake, I just battered and breaded as usual. I preheated the toaster oven to bake at 400°f.
Then I spritzed a flat shallow metal pan with avocado oil, arranged the sticks then spritzed them with a drop more oil, not much. Baked for twenty minutes, turned them over, ten more minutes. Done. And just as crisp as fried.
The rest of the uncooked sticks I covered and put in the fridge. Today I had a second helping and they were still crisp.
They're pretty much fast food, and they've reintroduced me to the pleasure of dipping sauce.
This morning wasn't exactly like a holiday around here. I took care of the recycling, and the garbage, three trips, swept the kitchen floor, reorganized the outside storage area, where I found a broken old garbage container, another trip to recycle. Shook out little rugs. Swept the front steps and the patio. I got my steps in. Gardening was quite restful in comparison.
Happy day everyone, if you get the urge to rush about organizing and sweeping and tossing, lie down till it passes.
