My quest to make (at least) 3 (new) recipes a week in 2016 is going strong, and in addition to making and eating all this amazing food, researching new recipes is pretty super fun as well. I made a mushroom frittata for recipe #23 and cooked and tasted Swiss chard for the first time ever in recipe #24, so when I found a recipe that married the two (that is, Swiss chard + frittata), I knew it was destined to become recipe #33.
It's news to me that Williams-Sonoma has an incredible blog called Taste, and I can't even count how many of their recipes I've bookmarked already. The one I've made so far is Swiss Chard & Onion Frittata: the ingredient list is 8 items long (including olive oil and salt and pepper), and I nearly made the mistake of passing on the recipe because, well frankly, a recipe containing only 8 things just doesn't seem very exciting to me. Boy, was I in for a surprise.
Tucked away on the Monterey Peninsula of California, and nestled among Pebble Beach and at least two other golf courses I've never heard of, is an iconic road appropriately named "17 Mile Drive." We've read that biking the road is a far more awesome way to experience it than driving (plus it's free on two wheels!), so that's exactly what we did today.
I'm not sure about you, but driving 649 miles unexpectedly on a Sunday is sort of a strange way to wind down a holiday weekend, no?
Newsflash: Idaho rocks.
Rewind. My husband and I flew to Boise, Idaho on New Years Eve (turns out Dec.31 at 6:30pm is a really great time to fly. . .no security line, no crowds in sight, we even boarded 20 minutes early because, why not?) to spend the holiday weekend with my parents. I wasn't expecting to visit the frozen tundra (I will be the last to admit it, but there's a 0.01% chance that my blood is starting to run thin with this wimpy season that my fellow Californians seem to call "winter"), but thankfully the temperature increased to double digits just in time for our New Years Day 5K race at 10am.
Anyways, we spent all of Friday and Saturday in Boise, and Sunday our flight was scheduled to leave at 5:30pm for San Francisco. At 10:01am, I got a text and email from the airline saying that, guess what, your flight is cancelled but here's a very friendly link to help you find a new flight (it's the least they could do after hanging us out to dry, right?). Turns out there was only one other flight from Boise to SFO that day with 2 people ahead of us on the standby list. The next day (Monday) there were four flights but standby was all that was available. Dreading the thought of hanging around the airport having our hopes repeatedly dashed if the standby gods decided not to smile on us, my husband swooped in with a yet-to-be-suggested idea: what if we rent a car and just drive back to San Francisco?
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