Holy Cooking, Batman!

It's possible I set some sort of personal cooking record today, bracketed by a meeting and dealing with the car window repairs amidst a pending rainstorm, just to keep things interesting. In short order, I: cooked 4 tarts (two herbed tomato, two leek confit + aged goat cheese) poached 4 pounds of salmon made the frosting for and then iced a chocolate-almond cake deboned and shredded two large roast chickens made olive-artichoke dip for twenty threw together some din for the boys thawed some short rib ragu and cooked pasta to go with it (well, we needed dinner)

and planned for the rest I've to prepare tomorrow.

The boys and I had a terrific dance party to various YouTubed videos of their (my children) hit songs, and now I'm in hysterics over last night's The Daily Show playing in the background.

Have y'all seen the footage of the racist, lunatic ass-wipe from Nevada, Cliven Bundy, who appears to have just come back alive after having been frozen in carbonite in, oh, 1840? He not only refuses to pay the back-taxes he's now about 16 years behind on but also had an armed standoff with reps from the Bureau of Land Management (who were attempting to procure said back-taxes) AND went on and on about how slavery was better for blacks than emancipation or any time since. Oh.My.God. It takes a lot to stun me, and watching him, I was stunned. How grotesque and tragically antiquated.

Steaky greens

Pulled this dinner idea out of my bum about 9 minutes before Tom walked in, but yippee for it. Delicious garlicky-oil slicked salad + steak, side o' red vin.

So nuts it's hilarious

I am nearly catatonic right now so busy has today been, but I simply must tell you Part B of the ludicrous health insurance termination story that continues to spin. I called Aetna, went through the lengthy rigmarole of the menu: "who are you?", "say your ID number clearly," "more clearly," "did you say XXXXX?", etc. Finally I yelled "operator" at the stupid recording and was gently told that she would love to transfer me to a customer service rep. The phone rings and rings and finally, do you know who picked up? Another recording telling me that all of the agents were busy in a training that would help them serve me better and to call back in an hour. The irony.

At that point, I simply threw in the towel and rolled with laughter about the ludicrousness of not staggering the customer service training sessions, much less leaving even one agent available to take calls. I did not call back in an hour because really, who can just sit around waiting for the time to be right for customer service peeps to serve the customers?

It is seriously time to call uncle on today. Getting my car window replaced tomorrow and then it's off to the catering races.