The Sweet Life

Time is slippery.  Just when you think you have a hold on it, before you know, it's the morning of your friends' wedding, and you're going over details in your head, trying to get everything done.  There's champagne and snacks for the bride and her nephews, there's snapping photo after photo, praying you get a couple of good shots, because, let's face it, I'm more of a got-lucky photographer than a skilled one. Is it just me, or when you help a friend plan her wedding, you don't realize what you've signed up for until it's over and people have told you that you did a lot?  That happened last night at the reception and I started shaking my head before I thought about it.  It was fun, and I did it because I love the couple, but now I wonder how I did it all without going crazy.  She's the most laid-back bride I've ever known and that made it more of a pleasure working with her.  I was more high-strung about the whole thing.  I needed Xana...

I've broken my culinary "dry spell" in one day with two dishes.  Today I made veggie pot pies for another time and tuna curry for lunch.  The pies are frozen for those days/nights when I really don't want to cook.  They're also a way for me to remember another comfort food from my childhood. I don't want to say that I "grew up on Swanson's Chicken Pot Pies" because that's not all that I ate.  My mom was a single working mother, and there were times when a pot pie was dinner and I was fine with that.  I loved the crust pretty well cooked, nicely browned, flaky.  Come to think of it, I think that was my favorite part!  Anyway, I've been a pescetarian for many years now, and with fall approaching, I was craving pot pies-or maybe craving home and childhood-and since I had the recipe from Barefoot Contessa, I figured now was as good a time as any to make some.  I bought some veggies from the market last Saturday, and picked up a few other ...