i rule

I just finished dinner.
Pumpkin Gnocchi (or dumplings as they call them) were amazing. I doubled the recipe, added a tad more flour and seasonings and sauteed them in sage brown butter.
The grocery by my house did not have kale but they did have collard greens. I sauteed thinly sliced onion in butter until golden, added a chopped apple, garam masala and more butter. The collard greens were deveined, cut into a 1/4 inch chiffonade and added to the apple and onion and mixed briefly until bright green.
I also roasted some salmon but that was uninspired and I probably should have gotten a pork chop.
If David does not get home soon, there will be no leftovers for him. Those gnocchi are screaming for me to eat them.
Also, completely unrelatedly, I’m totally getting a tattoo on my forehead that says ‘corporate whore’. I’m sitting here in my green Old Navy track jacket, rocking the faux-hawk and accessorising with those little plastic barettes you had when you were a girl. I suck.
Oh well, I can drown my sorrows in pumpkin gnocchi and cheap red wine. what have you got?