You and I both knew it had to be done.
When I said I might head into the kitchen over winter break to make a broccoli salad, you couldn’t have thought anything other than broccoli + bacon.
Could you have?
If you didn’t, we just don’t know each other very well yet.
And this dressing, let me tell you, is what happens when you pair the most disgusting ingredient on the planet (says me), with one of the most beautiful ingredients on the planet (also says me).
Mayo + white balsamic vinegar = magic.
I know there are plenty of you out there who love mayo.
This is something I just don’t get.
This affection for smelly white glop is a characteristic of my fellow human beings that leaves me parked, pink cheeked, in a corner with my dunce cap on.
Just give me a little white balsamic. . . it’s like my Aqua-net in the 80’s.
It’s my ticket to IN.
Just let’s not confuse the two.
I’m not sure what white balsamic would do to my Tanner Family bangs.
So, we’re eating salad. With bacon.
And we’re getting back into the swing of things – you and I.
I know you’re cleaning, and I am. . . sort of.
I’ll get there.
And I have an entirely new stack of books – it tickles me just to look at it:
(Born on a Blue Day, Daniel Tammet; An Everlasting Meal, Tamar Adler; The Ragamuffin Gospel, Brennan Manning; Traveling Mercies, Anne Lamott; Moon Over Manifest, Kate Vanderpool.)
All in all friends, the crux of the 2014 situation is that things are clopping along just fine.
There will be some busyness, some slowness, some shouting and some laughing, tears and giggles, hair-pulling and back-rubbing, chocolate chip cookies and carrot sticks, a happy list and some time-outs, some prayer mornings and some I’m-so-tired-I-can’t-possibly-get-out-of-bed-right-now mornings, and. . .
some mayo and some bacon with a side of broccoli.