"I think I'll try that recipe after all," I told Josh. He was sitting at the computer, working on homework. It was past seven o'clock on a Saturday and I was being typically indecisive. "Okay, Faith, whatever you want to do." I pulled back my hair and headed to the kitchen to look over the instructions again. Avocado, lime, cilantro... "Heck yes," I thought, "this is happening." After a little while, the kitchen was quiet, the pork tenderloin was roasting in the oven, and I was contentedly slicing up an avocado at the counter. The cabinets began to glow red and redder, and I felt a pleasant warmth on my back.
I've mentioned the view from our dining room window before, but I'm still not over it. Every evening, a different set of colors, a different type of glow. It is a calming, faithful signal that the day is drawing to a close.
By the time we sat down to dinner, the reddish haze was gone. It was time to flip on the lights and drop the blinds. I compensated by lighting some candles. The meal was delicious, a nice combination of cool and spicy, and we agreed that I need to make it again.
(Click here for the recipe! I would recommend omitting the salt from the spice rub. The pork turned out a little too salty for our taste.)
Have you tried any new recipes lately? Do share!
