Last night, Jen BBQ'd the steaks we'd been dry-aging all week. AND they were phenomenal. Drool worthy. I used a smokey blue-cheese and butter-sautéd purple onion as a topping, along side her cheese-cauliflower rice and a 2014 Martin Ranch Malbec. It was just as good this morning as we used some for steak and eggs. I'm thinking it would be really interesting to get another set from Costco and try running a test between wet-aged, dry-aged and frozen/thawed for 45days to compare the results. It's fascinating, really, to think about this as a variation. It's like the clear ice thing, i get pulled into these moments and dive deep for awhile and move on. This might be the next obsession. It was hot today but not as hot as it'll be tomorrow. Lauren worked until 2 and we got her and made a run to the coast. Hwy 17 was wide open, given that beaches were closed. We tried Philz but it was packed. We called Fishermans Grotto but they too had long waits. So we enjoyed driving about, getting out of the heat, then returning later as it subsided. We got Andale takeout and Lauren went to Viktoria'a while Jen/I tied making frozen Verbena Mojitos with herbs from our garden. I wanted to find some uses for the Lemon Verbena and, man, did I. These will be perfect for our dinner plans tomorrow. I found an opportunity to reflect on my reactions to tommy's comments and nit-picking as a manifestation of my own examples being set over the years. It's important to me that I keep that in mind and in check. I think he/I have a dynamic just like he/his mom do. Wherein there's default patterns that repeat. So being mindful helps me be the break in that. Linda's seemed to relax a bit about Tommy coming to Matson. She still asks the "yes/no" question to get my appproval envy though I have repeatedly said it's unnecessary. But at least it's happening.
