I ate well again today! Whoo hoo!

It was another salmon dinner, like a prior post. Except this time it was salmon, white rice, and a roma tomato, sliced and seasoned with salt and pepper.

I thought the meal looked great on the plate. It was on a green dinner plate (thanks again Anne), with the red tomoto slices fanned out clockwise over half the outer diameter of the plate. I had cut the salmon fillet in two, and placed the pieces like a V, finishing the arc around the plate. In the middle, I piled a small mountain of white rice.

The strong red patterns in the tomato glistened, the salmon meat was pink and ridged with browned fringes and the oils of the fish had turned creamy white as they cooked.

If only I had had a camera, you could see it.

Anyway, I thought it was pretty. And then I ate it. It was tasty.

I once wrote an essay about food and spirituality. I had never finished it, but I think it is sitting on a file server at MSU where I’ve left it for the last seven or eight years.

Maybe I’ll thaw it out. Or catch one fresh.