I always jump the gun when it comes to my own defeat

Okay, so I'm not feeling quite as discouraged about the cooking thing as I did last week. I got a call from the husband of one of the families Dude approached. We met him and his wife just once at a neighborhood brunch about six months ago and I honestly don't remember a thing about them except where they live. At first I thought he was calling to say no thanks - which I appreciate more than not hearing anything - but then he said that they're traveling a bunch this summer and want to do it starting in the fall. He said they keep looking at my write-up and getting hungry. "Call us when it's fall, or believe me, we will call you. We can't wait!" Then he said that he's part of a group of pediatricians who meet monthly for dinner and discussion. The dinner is as important as anything and they try something different every time - would I ever have an interest in catering a dinner for about 14 people? I told him that I'd definitely be interested, but he should know I'm not a licensed caterer or anything. "We don't care about licensing. We're a bunch of foodies and we want good food. And I can't stop looking at your list." Fun, huh?


And I know this is just one little avenue I can go with cooking. Private cooking classes could be an option. A friend mentioned on my Jinx post about someone near her who prepares dishes for people to take to potlucks. That would be incredibly easy. I don't know. I'll keep thinking and something will come of it all. Baby steps, baby steps....

Last night for my clients and us, I made baked fish with an olive tapenade crust and some pan-roasted asparagus. Dang it was good, if I do say so myself. And it was pretty. See?


It's crazy easy to make, too. To make the tapenade, put all of this stuff together in a food processor: pitted green and black olives (like kalamata), garlic, parsley, drizzle of olive oil, bit of dijon. Process. Done. And to make a crust on fish, I add some panko bread crumbs to the tapenade, mush it on top of the fish, bake. Done. Now don't tell anyone I might want to cook for professionally how to do that. They think it's some sort of magic.

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