For the second time I cooked a Kabocha squash the recommended time and temperature only to find it powdered dry. So the entre went into the trash, the rest of dinner into the icebox, and I got to escape my guilt that somehow I ruined the squash with dinner at the “Loving Hut”…a marvelous vegan restaurant in North Park.
Today, while I stay out of Marta the housekeeper’s way, I will pick up something to go with the parts of yesterday’s dinner that survived. C’est la guerre.
..and too. The tiny lady behind us was tasting their menu she said. Wow! It was an adventure far, far better than ruined squash.