The Man Might Try Something New

The Man is a creature of eccentricity and habit. He loves one restaurant on Clark St., called Calo. He always orders the same thing--a slab of ribs, baked potato, and salad with garlic dressing on the side. With a glass of Merlot that he has to sample first. If he doesn't like it, I have to drink it and he orders another, different wine. Last time we went, he said that he was sorry he ordered the ribs again! We found a Mexican restaurant down the street, Angel's, that we have gone to a few times when the lure of Calo is not too strong. Tonight we passed by a French restaurant around the corner from both of the others, and he paused to read the menu on the window, and said he might like to try it. Could the Man be turning into someone who is adventurous with food? At home it is always pretty much the same fare. Carry out pizza, or mostaccioli when I cook (using a jarred sauce the I add meat, onions, and garlic to). I have cooking skills, and used to use them when work was not so busy. I thought I could resurrect my homemaking skills, but it seems I'm months away from that. The socks are Denmark from Nancy Bush's Knitting on the Road. Yarn used was Cherry Tree Hill Supersport, color Country Garden. The Supersport does not have enough yardage in one hank to finish a pair of socks. So, to keep from making a $50 pair of socks, I supplemented by using Australian Merinos for the heels and toes. I finished one sock last year, and the mate just recently. That's my old lady hand in the shot.