Sunday, August 23, 2009

Weekend update

We had quite the seafood feast last night. Mmmmmm, tuna tartare which you see above plus mussels marinieres and lobster bisque. We also bought some halibut while we were at the fish market but that's on the menu for tonight along with the lobster bisque we couldn't finish because it was so rich and it was the third course. I was pretty happy with our first stab at the tartare. Perhaps a bit too much sesame taste from the sesame oil, but dang it was good. That sushi grade tuna is 26 bucks a pound so this will be a rare treat.

Sergy was funny the other day. I woke up in the morning to find a little missive in my email inbox from him. Apparently he was catching up on the blog (he rarely checks it) and while reading the comments on a post that he was in (he doesn't read any comments unless he was talked about in the post) he saw something that led him to google "actinic keratosis" because someone mentioned the freckle on his nose as being that. So he goes and looks for that and comes up with this horrifying photo:

He didn't feel too comforted by such a diagnosis but I told him that the photo above is probably a worst case scenario. Everyone gets age/sun spots as they age. And most of the time they do not protrude from the body like that.

Today we have to stick around the house because we're showing the studio for rent downstairs. The tenant is leaving mid September which is a perfect time for students coming to study in Montreal. I hope we get a taker quickly like we usually do. I don't need extra things to make me panicky about money.

Yesterday at the market we were picking up a couple of things (rice vinegar, sesame oil etcetera) for making dinner and the seasonal section of the store had been redone. Serge and I both laughed as we saw that they had made a clothing section in the store. Granted it's a really big market and we've bought non-market things there before (like a chair) but it just seemed so odd and incongruous. Then we started joking about people who buy clothes there, wow I really like that shirt where'd you get it? Loblaws. Then we giggled helplessly. But then just as we were finishing up and heading to the cashiers, there was a rack of closeout summer clothing and Serge picked up a pair of shorts for 9 bucks. It's a market so you can't really try anything on but I'm hoping they'll fit. I can't wait to tease him though about his Loblaws shorts when he wears them.

13 comments:

CoffeeDog said...

Yummy dinner :-) How funny you guys email each other. I email Mrc Coffeedog, only when she is a at work and I need her to print something or do some other admin chore for me.

Rebekah said...

That picture is horrifying. You wonder how a person lets something like that go so long.

"Hm... Maybe it will go away on its own."

Yikes.

GayProf said...

Maybe she is giving birth to another Greek god.

Our local mega-chain, Meijer, is a place where one can buy groceries, clothing, power tools, etc. I am not surprised that smaller chains might try it out.

A Lewis said...

May I have just a salad loaded with veggies, please.....oh, and some warm bread too. thank you for your consideration.

Todd HellsKitchen said...

Seafood Feast sounds like a great idea! Now you got me thinking....

Mike, Studio city said...

Be sure to post a pic of Serge in his new hot pants.

tankmontreal said...

I've bought sports socks at Loblaws. Please don't make a scene should you see me on the street someday.
Is Village des valeurs higher or lower on the thrifty-shopper totem pole? Some great stuff there and the prices make Loblaws look like Holt Renfrew.

Mel said...

We found the Sobey's in NS to be much like that last year, at least in the run-up to Canadia Day. We bought a pair of lawn chairs and a couple of Canada t-shirts that were made in China (and poorly fitting).

wcs said...

The seafood sounds fantastic. Yummity-yum-yum. I want some.

latt├ęgirl said...

The tuna tartare sounds divine.

The woman in the photo is surely a Capricorn... a horn growing out of her head and too stubborn (or stupid) to have it removed.

(My first wv was so mashed up I couldn't even read it, let alone type it)

David said...

The tuna tartare looks very professional. Impressive.

I've seen that photo before. Apparently the woman managed to get married and have a family and was initially resistant when a doctor told her it was time for it to come off.

I remember an old Mad Magazine cartoon: a guy walks into a pharmacy and the clerk behind the counter welcomes him telling him they have snacks, clothes, school supplies, auto parts, etc. He asks to have a prescription filled and the clerk goes "what are you, some kind of wise guy?"

Rick said...

That can't be a real picture with a horn sticking out of his head. That's disgusting.

Hope Serge enjoys his Loblaw pants.

Java said...

I have a cyst that grows on my scalp right about where that woman's horn protrudes. When it gets to be size of a tic-tac, I go to the doctor to have it removed. It has grown back every time since I first had it removed 20 years ago. I wonder if I'd have a horn like that if I didn't get the cyst removed. That's a frightening thought.