Bleak House
We're moving into the new kitchen. Not that it's done, but we have to clear out the temporary kitchen.
First meal in the new place. Fennel-roasted mahi-mahi. Peperonata. Garlic mashed potatoes. Grilled asparagus. A bottle of Peter Lehman "The Barossa" Shiraz.
But the #$@#$@$ grill doesn't work. It worked yesterday, when we tested it. Today, it goes click. Damn.
I had a kitchen where the burners didn't work. That was nine months of cooking on hotplates ago. And this comes just after three weeks of hard disk headaches. I am unreasonably, absurdly, irreconcilably miserable.