I'm feeling very blog-blocked, short of ideas, and waning of interest level. Perhaps proofreading an accounting text has something to do with it. Maybe it's February.
I did order a very lovely book that arrived today: Twelve: A Tuscan Cook Book, by Tessa Kiros. I had read a really wonderful, in-depth interview with this author on another blog, one that seems to have just stopped in mid-tracks about a year ago. I wonder whether that blogger was feeling a similar sense of ennui, or if something happened. (Do YOU know?)
Twelve is filled with absolutely beautiful photographs of food and a few of the Tuscan landscape and people. So, looking at it I'm feeling a bit less creaky and crabby than I did earlier. In fact, I'm thinking of making something from it right this minute, something involving chickpeas. Hmm.
I'm also not looking forward to getting my eyes tested this afternoon with L. I called to find out how long it's been since we had a real test, not just the one in the doctor's office covering one eye alternately and looking at the chart at the end of the hallway. I don't even want to admit how long it's been, but I'm guessing we'll both end up with new specs.