Tortells

Sunday 14 September

After the weekend-long fress, and a light but exquisite lunch at Bijou, —just down the alley, past the deserted storefronts, over the bombed out parking lot: Lake Huron white fish, a heirloom tomato salad (we're going back for dinner, if we can find it), we needed something, anything, light. So just a few meat tortellone (froze from Antipastos) in a little sage butter.