With the upcoming cookbook, I’ve been – quite contentedly – slaving over hot stoves, steaming ovens and dirty dishes. Knowing I needed a little break, Omniman took me out for a surprise weeknight dinner at Prohibition, a new bar in our neighborhood that serves excellent pub grub. We started with the Beer-Batter Green Beans. They’re a fun alternative to French fries. Skip the aoili dipping sauce, and they’re vegan.
I ordered the grilled vegetable sandwich, sans cheese. It was good-n-greasy and comforting, like pub grub should be. They also serve nice wines in wine glasses so heavy that you can work out your biceps while you imbibe
On another note. I’ve been trying to get in the Christmas spirit. The light show at Macy’s in the Wanamaker Building, one of Philadelphia’s architectural gems, helped move the needle. This holiday light and organ show has been a Philly tradition since 1956. People travel from far and wide to see it. It really is magical– music pumping from a magnificent pipe organ, a rainbow of twinkling lights, dancing snowflakes [See them skiing down the balconies on the upper right?] , and kids mesmerized by something other than a video game. All this is encompassed within
Meanwhile, Bossa Nova naps on her favorite red chair, in the direct path of a heating vent. Pablo is still not 100%, but is much. much better. Thanks again for all your tips. I still have a lot to learn about his condition [interstitial cystitis] and appreciate any advice.
Lastly, the ever-informative VeganNutritionista recently interviewed me. If you get a chance, please check it out.
