I have the best husband ever. He sure does know the way to my heart. After being away for a couple days on business, Nick came home with a cured lengua (beef tongue) sandwich and two sticks of salami from
Salumi, Armandino Batali's (Mario Batali's father) charcuterie shop in Seattle. I wish he would have taken pictures for me while he was there. He said that they literally have a cured tongue that they put into the deli slicer. I would have loved to see that. Can you imagine being a child walking into this shop with a cow's tongue hanging in the window? I would imagine that it's like how I felt when I saw whole ducks and chickens hanging in windows in Chinatown when I was a child. Scary but delicious.
He also brought me some artisan cheese from Pike's Market to go with my delicious salami. I have yet to crack any of it open since the sandwich was enough to fill me, but I will try to remember to take pictures when I do.
I was extremely sore, rather immobile, from the last two days of Crossfit so I had popped open a bottle of
Longhand Pinot and did my nails while I waited for Nick to come home. Boy did the wine go well with the sandwich. This is love.
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