I miss my kitchen. I've been working on a restaurant project now that continues through the next month, and eating out almost every night has been a requirement. And the meals, in order to get a good sampling of the menu, have been big, necessitating not only some sort of daily exercise but doing what I can to avoid consuming calories in other meals. Which is why it's a bit funny that today, when I could have made something small at home for lunch, I chose to go out. See, my daughter and I have a pact. Whenever she has time off from school (and she has the week off for President's week), we must make time in the day and room in our stomach's for a trip to Sitka & Spruce for lunch. We share three of their daily selections... almost always a soup, a salad and something meaty, and I sip away at an expertly pulled latte while the dishes are being prepared. We talk about food, and how fortunate she is to get to join me and how unfortunate it is on a more normal basis she knows what she is missing. And, almost always, I sit and lament that yet again, I've forgotten to bring my camera and capture a few of these bites in the beautiful light that illuminates the tiny space. It has become a family tradition, and one that we both have grown to love.




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