As I’m writing this, I’m also watching football. On my own volition. This hasn’t happened since … Ever.
Why this year? KAEPERNICK.
He went to (and played at, obviously) my alma mater, and man oh man, is Nevada proud. I mean, seriously. We are fond of this person.
(Photo from the City of Reno)
And what am I eating? Leftover chicken. It’s a chill Sunday around here, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I might add that it’s really, really good chicken. It’s braised with soft, sweet onion, a touch of warm turmeric, some briny green olives, and the salty, citrusy heaven that is preserved lemons. Let’s make those first.















