Bloated Brown Bread, Baked Beans & Beer Belly Ache

Ah, Patriots Day. Belatedly observed in the north state last Thursday night by my friend from Boston, myself and the cook. Nothing fancy, just a can of baked beans heated on the stove along with vegetarian bratwurst and of course, brown bread baked fresh from the can in the broiler. Oh, and some beer and a green salad.
My belly has woken up in better moods, but it was well worth it. Next year we're going to do Patriots Day big and correct. This year we celebrated it a week and a half late. Next year a day early, on a Sunday, with a back yard party and who know what else, a mini marathon - 26 times around the block, a row of toasters at the ready for slices of brown bread, Hoodsies for desert?! If I could only find a way to ship Hoodsies . . .

Also, school will be over soon and I will try to get into this for honest. I keep thinking about doing it, but I guess the lone April post speaks for itself. For instance, last week I made a delicious asparagus and cilantro soup. I got the recipe from Chow.com and only had half of the asparagus called for. Which worked out well, because apparently the cook is now claiming he finds thick asparagus soup too asparagusy. That's what I thought too, but I didn't say anything. Either way it was superb. Not only that but I marinated tofu with tamari, some sesame salad dressing and a touch of maple syrup. I then fried it in our little nonstick pan in just the marinate till it got a bit puffy and caramelized. Then I put those tasty little cubes on top f shredded lettuce, carrot and red cabbage which i put a drizzle of the salad dressing on. It was great, of course my camera was out of batteries, but no big deal.
Last night we made the soup again. Only this time it was made with utter hatred instead of love and care. We fought and yelled and he got a nasty cut (on a glass he was washing that I won't even go into the ridiculous of and why it made me sad). Guess how it tasted. Salty and bad.
So that's how it goes.