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Day 20: Salmon.

Today involved grocery shopping; our once-a-week trip in the car these days.  We found that going later in the day, the store was basically empty (minus folks who worked there, including those restocking), and the shelves were well-stocked.  The only thing on our list that we did not find was coconut extract.  Last week, there was no baking powder, and this week that continued: it took three stops before we hit on it at Trader Joe's.  There, it is stored by the frozen food, not the baking supplies, which is probably why they had some on hand. I'm very curious what everyone is baking out there!  Lots and lots of brownies?  Given that today we finally found cocoa powder after a couple of weeks looking in vain, it seems possible.

Fried Yellow Rice
I added some leftover asparagus, sweet soy sauce, garlic powder and ginger powder, and scrambled egg to the rest of the Goya yellow rice from Friday.  It was a delicious fried rice, and a nice way to start the day.

Avocado Toast and Coke Zero
Lunch was late, after the grocery shop.  I knew it would soon be followed by a happy hour snack.  At just $3.99, Gusto cracker snacks (from Whole Foods) make a nice charcuterie plate to accompany any Zoom happy hour.
In normal times, I buy flowers every week to fill bud vases that I tuck around the house.  I enjoy the beauty of them, but they also remind me that even beautiful things are impermanent, which is a nice meditation.  It's a reminder we need now, as much as ever, in all of its pain and its beauty.  I'm grateful for it.

Teriyaki Salmon and Salad
This is the last of our Harris Teeter salads from last week, an Asian-style cabbage salad with crispy wontons, almonds, and a sesame dressing.  The version we usually buy also has cilantro and green onion, which add nice brightness.  I added a bit of each, and accompanied with baked salmon marinaded in Trader Joe's Island Soyaki sauce.  This dinner is in our standard rotation-- it's quick and delicious, and tonight was no exception.


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