Good Monday

Woke up with minor Beard Belly, not as bad as I thought it would be. Nice to be able to be kinda conscious an hour before waking and being able to wrap my arms around a very pregnant B, and Rufus then getting on top and horning in on the snuggle action. Definitely the right way to start the day, when the day involves 13 hours at a restaurant. We stood by the window in the kitchen and I read "The Little Red Lighthouse & the Great Grey Bridge" to her, it reminded me how much I loved that book as a child and how I can't wait to read it to my kid then take them up the west side bike path to visit said little lighthouse.

L has been really psyched about the ramps we received from our produce purveyor, which are now in season. It's dead simple: Crust topped with mozz and olive oil only. Once baked to light golden brown, whole trimmed and cleaned ramps are pressed into the pie in a decorative fashion, then cut. The ramps are slightly cooked by the heat, and set off by the salt in the cheese and the flavor-enhancing oil.

Ramps kind of taste like a peppery scallion, but with a bit of a woodsy overtone. It tastes, well, wild.

After this weekend, the restaurant will be open on Sundays. B, give birth already!!

BREAKFAST: 11:30am, 2 slices wild leek pizza, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5

LUNCH: 4pm, a handful of mini meatballs and bread, a slice of prosciutto pizza, water, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5

PM SNACK: 8pm, beef tamale, .33 bowl, hunger 4/5

PM SNACK: 9pm, scoop of espresso gelato, .25 bowl, hunger 4/5

EVENING SNORT: 10:15pm, small cup of draft beer