|10:44 pm - And after it rains, there's a rainbow|
Except it didn't rain. The evening sky was green and glaucous, making the trees look thick as broccoli flowers, and off to the west was a wash of gold, and I suppose that was enough to guarantee the great rainbow arcing over my neighbourhood. Dramatic, and without the perpetual downpour of this latter summer.
Because it was warm and muggy all day I hurt in every joint, so went out to the old regular By The Way for cocktails plural and beef-lamb kofta (which they, being Israeli, spell kufta). Their kufta is amazingly good but never quite enough for me, only at $15 the pair cannot be doubled. And yeah, two kufta is as much meat as I need to eat at a sitting, but still.
Most recipes want you to grill your kufta but this one lets you bake. Maybe in the long winter nights I will.