Thursday was Contract Renewal Day, as my parents used to call it. The Fool and I decided the last three years have been pretty good, so we agreed to extend the contract - grin. Sealed the bargain with our annual fancy dinner at Topolobampo, Rick Bayless' Chicago restaurant. We sat next to a table of four doctors.
Dinner went kind of like this. I ordered the tasting menu, whereas the Fool decided to eat a lot of seafood instead.
ME: Two delicious big shrimp with garlic, chiles, sprouts and little crispy bits of potato
FOOL: assortment of three ceviches
DOCTORS: Discussion of Crohn's disease, intestines, intestinal surgery.
ME: Small bowl of garlicky, creamy chile-spiced soup with chives, cubes of roasted potato and crabmeat.
FOOL: Licking bowls of ceviche and crunching on homemade tortilla chips.
DOCTORS: Discussion of catheters.
ME and FOOL: Langosta al Pasilla Oaxaqueño - pan-roasted Maine lobster with a mezcal-laced sauce of roasted organic Happy Valley tomatoes and smoky-spicy chiles; beet chilaquiles, wild arugula salad and heirloom cherry tomatoes. (Thank God for website; I was forgetting adjectives. I got a half lobster, he got a whole lobster - I'm not a glutton.)
DOCTORS: More discussion of heart catheters, EKGs.
ME: Slices of pork loin in mole, fresh tortillas.
FOOL: Polished off second half lobster, broke legs open to see if there was anything tasty inside, assisted with mole.
DOCTORS: Residencies, something horrible and weird that happened to a guy they knew who wore too-tight boxers one day.
ME: sampler of moist chocolate cake layered with fresh blackberry mermelada, old-fashioned crispy rosette with Mick’s first Gala apples and raspberry swirl ice cream, blueberry-lime ice infused with tequila.
FOOL: Something amazing with crepes, plantains, berries, melon and a really incredible cinnamon sauce.
Last night, I cast on for the complicated Japanese twisted stitch sweater. I used the twisted German cast-on. The Fool luuurves this cast-on. He is like a Jehovah's Witness of the Twisted German Cast-On.
For the last year or so, we have been having conversations like this.
ME: I think I'm going to start a new pair of socks.
FOOL: Would you like me to show you the twisted German cast-on?
ME: Nah, I'm kinda tired, I'll just use the long-tail cast on.
FOOL: The twisted German cast-on is easy to learn, and it forms a very elastic edge, which makes it nice for socks!
ME: I'm really kinda tired.
FOOL: I see you're holding yarn and needles. Does this mean you want to learn the twisted German cast-on?
ME: Hey, have you seen my green sweater?
FOOL: Isn't it on the couch?
ME: Yeah, thanks.
FOOL: Speaking of sweaters, a great way to start a sweater is with the twisted German cast-on. You want me to show you?
ME: Don't forget to pick up some milk on the way home.
FOOL: Only if you learn the twisted German cast-on.
OK. Most of those are exaggerating. But the Fool really digs this cast-on. Finally, I asked him to show it to me a couple weekends ago, and it was like the gates to heaven opened in his eyes and there were harps and heavenly hosts singing praises to the twisted German cast-on.
And now I really dig it too. I've been casting everything on with it - but I'm not ready to take it door-to-door.