Now, the hard part: 14 days of no jumping or running and only leashed walks as exercise. This means that there is no wrestling with Mingus and no chasing the squirrels who taunt her so in our backyard. Oh boy... I don't know if it is going to be harder for her or for me.
On top of Vespa's surgery, it was a busy week that was in need of some comfort food.
The boy hates this stuff, and he can't understand why I find a processed curry sauce comforting when I recoil at most boxed foods. The answer? I don't know, but Japanese curry roux is delicious and I'm not going to question it. I find Java Curry especially spicy and tasty, and it's even better if you marinate your chicken overnight with a little rice wine, garlic, sesame oil, and soy sauce. Oh, and if you have some fat, juicy carrots from Full Belly Farms, your curry will be even better.
The boy asked if Japanese curry was the equivalent to "poor white trash" food, and I told him no because there is a bit of prep work to do that involves real chicken and vegetables. However, maybe he does have a point in that I'm prejudiced about my convenience foods, and that really there is no difference. Whatever. More curry for me.