I am roasting...

red bliss potatoes in olive oil and sea salt. Everyone should have such a simple moment... the kitchen is warm, my nanny left early for Good Friday so Max and I chased the dinosaurs at the AMNH and came home to our dinner, (breakfast for dinner!) bath, bedtime routine. Now I await T's arrival home from work, making our dinner, drinking pinot grigio, snacking on Pennsylvania Dutch pretzels and piave vecchio, cooking tandoori chicken breasts and the aforementioned potatoes. Mellow, domestic and calm. The house is silent, save the drone of CNN on the TV, low enough not to understand, just to offer company.  Needed to stop and chronicle this moment of red bliss.