Food fixes everything

Ugh, what a day at work!  The smooth, warm feeling of the honeymoon is wearing off fast!  Work has accelerated and now feels like a tsunami of deadlines, meetings and work washing over me.  I was so rested and relaxed coming back to work and to be honest I keep that feeling right up to 11 am this morning.  Then I could I could start to feel it slipping away like the edges of a pleasant dream in those first few moments after you wake.

Time to take a quick day dream vacation back to a glorious day in Split, Croatia on our honeymoon.  I had no expectations of Split, knowing nothing about the city or even the country of Croatia and, wow, what a great surprise.  We spent the morning in a small, medieval town about thirty minutes outside of Split named Trogir.  How wonderful to wander around the tiny medieval streets, slipping on cobblestones, walking in and out of the bright fall sunshine with my guy.  We had a great time and of course took the chance to stop and buy some cherry and cheese pastries.  We took them over to a little café beside a marina of sailboats bobbing behind us, ordered coffees and enjoyed nibbling away the morning.  I spotted over my guy’s shoulder a local grocery store and always one who finds wandering the aisles of foreign grocery stores more enjoyable than any local tour off I tottered to have a look around.  Once I had passed by the café, but before I reached the store on the other side of a busy thoroughfare, I found myself in an outdoor local farmer’s market.  I was in heaven.  I walked up and down the aisles looking at the produce, the fruits, honeys, strings of drying garlic, cheese mongers and deli meats on display.  I went back and got my guy and showed him all my great piles of carrots and cabbages that had made me so absurdly excited.  

Next we visited an old water powered mill and sampled some local wines, cheese, freshly baked bread and prosciutto.  We sat outdoors, by the rushing water, and enjoyed our selves, throwing the leftovers to the patient geese on the millpond.  Finally we found ourselves back in Split where we spent a lovely afternoon wandering the streets, talking with vendors in the fish market, examining the remains of Diocletian’s palace and most importantly eating more crème filled desserts on the promenade.  The sun was bright on the Adriactic, the wind fresh, and we sat on benches, flakes falling from our mouths to our shirt fronts, amid palm trees, white marble walkways and travelers from around the world.  It is so etched in my mind that day, a perfect day for relaxing and desserts.

And these memories are keeping me from working.  Here I am at work bludging and not doing what I should be and thinking about holidays. And I have been a bit lazy as well transcribing recipes.  I need to get myself back in the swing of things and hard at it.  Wishing will not make it so and I have lots ahead of me to finish.  It is going to be a busy couple of months with the cookbook.  I am going to meet with the photographer hopefully next week to talk about concepts and I have been thinking I should probably develop a website for the cookbook as well.  See I can add to my own personal to do list of work while my boss adds to mine at work!  I better run and stop wasting company time writing this note. Hunh, just talking about food and travel has relaxed me.  Better get back to work!