Cooking on A Tuesday

On Sunday, I decided to skip the San Francisco Opera‘s performance at Stern Grove and to go hiking in Marin Headlands instead. It was much cooler than the week before, which made it much easier for me hike faster. It only took me about an hour to hike to the top of High 88 and then came all the way down to the bus stop. It was still early and I didn’t feel tired, so I got off the bus at the Golden Gate Bridge and walked across the bridge back to the City. I was paying the price the next day. On Monday morning, I could barely get off my bed because of sore muscle on my butt due to the uphill hiking. I feel good though because it indicates that I had a good workout, although I should have stretched a little bit afterwards. I forgot. Besides indulging myself in the nature, I have been trying to cook more lately. On Saturday, I bought some roasted pork in Chinatown. I just don’t feel right to dump it into a plate. So, I made it look a little prettier with tomato and purple onion. Now, I feel I can double the price to resell it. I am not sure if that changed the taste of the pork, but it surely makes me happy. Today I was talking to a co-worker about a chef who has the same name as mine: Tony. I recommended her to read Tony’s terrific book "A Cook’s Tour." Since I had to return a DVD to the library, I volunteered to check out that book for her. On the same shelf, I picked up another cookbook that is filled with wonderful pictures of food. It inspires me to cook something tonight. I know, it’s a Tuesday night, but who says that life can only be enjoyed on a weekend? But, I have no idea what to cook. On my way home, when I saw sole in a store, I picked up one. Yup, that poor sole will be my dinner! With just a little salt and oil, the fish turned into golden quickly in a pan. I carved a tomato flower and cucumber butterfly to decorate the fish, blended an avocado with wasabi powder as dipping sauce, cut one garlic eggplant I made last week, stirfried some veggies, pour a cup of sake, and a bowl of mixed rice—I feel my Tuesday is almost as good as weekend. Alright, two nights in a row, I have been staying up late writing about films. I should go to bed early tonight, and dream about what to cook tomorrow.