I was just trying to get a photo of the salad that I’d made for lunch.
This salad was topped with pieces of perfectly-ripe avocado and goat cheese crumbles; the greens were a combination of iceberg lettuce and an Asian plant (tatsoi maybe?) that was new to me and now I can’t for the life of me be sure of the name. I wanted to sing the praises of this new-to-me vegetable and speculate on different uses in my future cooking.
However, I barely got a photo in before I was so rudely interrupted by having to chase a cat away from my lunch.
Teep isn’t ours; he belongs to a friend of a friend who is currently vacationing overseas. We’re just pet-sitting him. He’s not allowed on food prep surfaces and he knows it, but he’s still a cat and has to push the boundaries once in a while. He’s a real sweetheart and is quite patient with my children. This is especially endearing as my youngest is trying very hard to force her love upon him. His manners are usually better than this. I guess the smell of the goat cheese was just too intriguing.
Hopefully the next meal I photograph will be cat-free.
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