It's Friday and D and I stopped in Chinatown for fish for the weekend before going home to Brooklyn. We made tilapia with olives and mushrooms in a butter sauce on a bed of sauteed spinach with tomato and garlic alongside roasted veggies: garlic, onions, carrots, and beets, with a slice of lemon. Quite a meal; a good cure for a stressful week. The meal was so good, we didn't even want to eat our (very French) post-dinner salad.
We bundled up and headed out in the frigid cold of New York to the bodega to buy some chocolate ice cream. I said a lemon sorbet would be better (to go with our dinner), but he wouldn't hear of it.