Not much news on the cooking front.

Last night I roasted (baked? ovened?) my remaining garnet yam just as before. It was a bit easier this time, having done it once before already. I blooped a few molecules of butter and some fancy-schmancy freshly ground Mediterranean salt and black pepper into it, which honestly didn't make that much of a difference in overall enjoyment. You'll be disappointed to hear that yesterday I went back to Uwajimaya and got some more tubers - another old-school sweet potato, a purple yam (purple on the inside, anyway) and an Okinawan yam. This one ended up costing me $3.50, but when she rang it up, I was too embarrassed to tell her that I had no intention of paying that much for a yam unless it had the keys to an Alfa Romeo hidden inside, so I pungled up and slunk, red-faced, out the door. I also ate the Bumblebee pink salmon wad-in-a-pouch, and the kindest thing I can say about it is that maybe, someday, if it works really hard, it might aspire to be low-end cat food. Never again.

I don't know what I will have tonight. Something microwaveable, probably, because it's gym night.

I want to learn how to make a quick, easy, tasty, nutritious tomato-based pasta sauce. It's much easier to pour it out of a jar, but I want to be able to add some fresh veggies and feel that I know exactly what is in it. I have a book called Eating Well Serves Two: Healthy Suppers in a Hurry on order from the library and will see what I can glean from it.

Note to Dan: Last night I picked up a small jar of minced garlic, so you don't have to! I'll bring it along on Monday. Should I bring wine? I still have a bottle of my favorite Cotes du Rhone. Shawn won't drink it, but more for us!