From the kitchen of One Perfect Bite...I slept later than is my habit this morning. Most of you are unaware that I am the reason the birds greet the sun every morning. I disturb their sleep, quite unintentionally mind you, as I ready myself and the coffee that will fuel the coming day. This morning was rough. We, the birds and I, awoke to a layer of hoar frost on any surface that had been exposed to the elements last night. We, now said only in the royal sense, despite the cold, had neighbors who needed airport transit to catch for the first flight to San Francisco. Our local team, known here as the Mighty Ducks, made it to the Rose Bowl and our town has come unwrapped. Those who can afford it, have traveled to the game, while those without wings frequent sport's bars or glue themselves to the largest television screen in the neighborhood. I can now identify the units in our development that have large screen TV's. At a mere 34 inches, we are pikers, but that also means I don't have to entertain today, and can get on with the critical chore of the day - shrink wrapping our indoor Christmas tree. The shrink wrap thing will be a story for another day, 'cause today is about football. I haven't divorced myself from the game mind you, but I have quite happily sent the Silver Fox down the lane, armed with tuna and smoked salmon pate, to bond with his new compadres, who insist they are not chip and dip people. Both these pates make great game day snacks, even for chip and dip people, and while I'll eventually share both of them with you, I wanted to start with the salmon pate because it is effortless to make. Here is how it's made.
Woo-Hoo - They Won!
