roast

it's been grey and dreary for days and days.

i'm starting to feel grey and dreary.

but as the darkness falls earlier, i find myself in the kitchen.

and while i'm slowly teaching myself to cook, i had never tackled a roast before.

i scrubbed the potatoes. i poured a glass of wine and tied on my apron.

(sorry, but i cannot take a photo of myself without staring at the screen.

every time i try, i end up like a deer in headlights.)

i put on the new beth orton album. and i cooked.

roast, potatoes, onions and carrots all piled in the oven.

a bottle of red opened for dinner.

a quick lesson on how to sharpen knives.

and finally, carved and plated.

i enjoyed the process. the result... needed some work.

at least the potatoes were perfect and plentiful. and there was the wine.

i have all winter to persevere and conquer the perfect roast.

i feel better for trying.

xo. r

update: 2nd day roast, thinly sliced, served cold with salt & a wee bit of horseradish

was pretty darned good. so, sort of a success.