I was making the filling for a duck tourtière from some duck neck meat (sold at the Sino-Vietnamese shop, and simmered for soup) and onions. It seemed to make an awful lot - I'll have to make empanadas or something as well (to take to parties). Strangely, I can't find most of my heads of organic garlic - I must have put them somewhere odd. I need them tomorrow for my braised red cabbage, and of course, for my rapini sautéed with olive oil and garlic. I was asked to make extra veg "sides" (hate that meat-centric expression, even though I'm not a vegetarian) for a dinner on the 25th that will revolve around the usual turkey roast.
Tomorrow (the 24th) I'm going to a réveillon downstairs but don't have to take any food except perhaps a cheese. Friend hosting it is doing a fish-only supper, but he said the red wine I bought was fine (I guess we'll have it with the cheeses, after all, Christmas is about the birth of Cheeses)...
Red wine is from that part of the world - Lebanon, to be exact. Was highly recommended to me, and at the least, it is out of the ordinary.
So far I only have one other party, a small one, and that is fine. I really don't feel like stuffing myself with food and wine, and not just because of the calories. I want some quiet time too, and really want to paint. It is painful when one is a painter and can't seem to paint...
But most of all, I'm telling Renzo how much I love him. Mic, my friend K's grey tabby, had cancer and she had him put down yesterday. I visited her earlier today and we broke down crying.