Tara Kaprowy
After I finish some writing this morning, I am taking the afternoon off to do something I havenât done in a while: cook a fancy dinner. There is no special occasion. There are no guests. But itâs a sunny day, spring feels soon and, well, I want to. Itâs reminded me what a great feeling it is when the horizon of your day doesnât involve anything more complicated than chopping, kneading, and stirring white chocolate.Â
The menu for tonight is tuna tartare with potato chips; broccoli Caesar salad; braised lamb shanks and polenta; and white chocolate pudding with blackberry curd. Itâs the kind of dinner I used to make when I was younger and more ambitious, when I could eat and drink for days without consequence, and before the world, well, closed.Â