I'm not sure why - the day started off quite well, but as evening approached so did one of my *lovely* shadows of sadness. If the rain holds off for the rest of the day, maybe I can coax N into a walk to the park in the dark. Exercise and fresh air should help, shouldn't it?
We're sharing a nice Argentinian Malbec we picked up at Santiam yesterday. And it's nearly time to fill our plates with one of Fran's creations. She took two recipes for braised short ribs and distilled them into one. I would never have dreamt of being so cavaliar in the kitchen. Not that I do that well with following directions, but I've always been sure we all should.