Friday Night, Feeling “Nesty”
I coined a word today, inspired by the weather. We’re creeping toward the end of October — somehow I feel like I’ve missed some of it (I blame you, Vegas). Today’s skies have been darkly overcast, and it’s been blustery and cold. It makes me feel nesty… i.e. like nesting. You know… curling up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, comforting things to eat and drink, the company of my loved one and my cats. Nesty.
Frequently on Fridays we have what we call a nosh for dinner. By the end of the week, everyone wants a break, and what we most like to do on a Friday evening — especially a chill one like this — is enjoy a nibble of this and that, usually washed down with an alcoholic beverage. Sometimes the noshes are store-bought, sometimes I make them. They’re always simple.
Tonight’s nosh: country pate on a crusty baguette, accompanied by a (homemade) spinach ranch dip (yogurt, chopped spinach, an envelope of ranch dressing) accompanied by baby carrots, baby zucchini, and pita chips. I’m planning on starting with a bourbon and water, accompanied by a little pre-dinner snack — the best home-style maple kettle corn I’ve ever had.
Oh, and there’s two choices of Ben & Jerry’s for dessert. Yay Friday.