Part of the reason summer suppers are so late is because summer lunches are.
On weekends, I usually graze during the day, but I developed a strong craving for a Panera Bread salad which would not be denied. I was in the midst of cleaning house – my personal grooming, clothing choice, and general appearance was unacceptable.
I decided to do take-out.
Arriving home with not just lunch, but tomorrow’s breakfast (sour dough and strawberry granola yogurt), the patio beckoned.
While I do now and again, I hate eating out of and with plastic. We are, allegedly, civilized people. Plastic is depressing. Any meal is greatly improved by resting on a nice plate and eaten with real cutlery.
I transferred the salad to a favorite Spanish glass plate, buttered the bread, and poured my newest iced tea experiment.
[ Note: I did forego the linen napkin as the laundry is already piled up to the ceiling and I’m economizing.]
Using a green tea/roibos blend, I made sun tea earlier today and I’ll be doing so again. The color is gorgeous, the taste is crisp and clean, and it looked beautiful in an old Mexican glass goblet. If that’s not enough, it’s jammed pack with antioxidants and all sorts of cancer prevention substances. Next time, I’ll add orange slices.
The salad was amazing. Romaine, field greens, shredded chicken breast, pecans, strawberries, dried apples, red onion, and tomatoes with a strong Italian dressing, fresh ground pepper and a bit of sea salt all made for a vivid, tasty meal. The tea complemented it perfectly. I donned sunglasses and lazily read until I realized the words weren’t registering.
I put the book down and gazed into space – lost in the beauty and breeze of the day. This lunch tasted like what early summer feels like – warm and cool, sweet and tangy, bright and vivid.
I’m full. Dinner is likely to be very late tonight.