Pretty Saucy Friday Round-Up

I bought a nine dollar bottle of Carolina barbecue sauce and then exploded it all over the kitchen floor. I wasn’t looking for barbecue sauce when I bought it but the bottle was at eye level while I was waiting for the butcher to trim ‘a bit of fat’ off an eight pound brisket. Which, don’t you worry, I wouldn’t let come near barbecue sauce, Carolina or not. It ‘s Hanukkah, folks. The brisket is holy.

I have ten people to cook latkes for tomorrow and fifteen pounds of potatoes. I am the queen of overbuying. Plus if my trusty potato peeling and grating comrade doesn’t show up (which, regrettably, has been his pattern of late), then that’s a whopping amount of work for the queen. The grating is the worst because it makes my knees go weak thinking about the knuckle risk.

We watched the movie “Everest” a few days ago and tonight went to a Nepalese restaurant called Everest. The restaurant was inside a Chinese restaurant. There were a lot of very wrenching parts to the movie, people dying in the snow on the side of the mountain, farewell phone calls on satellite phones, and a huge amount of frostbite and snow blindness. The food was very good but we were the only people in the restaurant. We made it back to our car without incident.

Today’s now rare Zoom meeting was interrupted for several long minutes by the cat doing his business in the litter box in my office and then taking forever to make sure his leavings were probably covered up. The scratching was loud and endless and came just when a colleague was explaining something. I nodded as if I’d heard every word. Cat? What cat? Later, after the turmoil subsided, I was reelected chair of the Commission on Aging which was very cool and made me quite happy.

The clock is ticking on this Friday Round-Up. It’s 11:50 p.m. so just ten minutes until it’s not Friday anymore. And then what? Saturday. A whole different day. You can’t get Friday back. I know. I’ve tried.