Tim Swillinger of Lighthouse Solar & Electric has been working hard over the past few weeks turning our flaky electricity solid.
He's given us better grounding, has brought the house up to 2005 code, checked and tightened all braids, joins and terminations, and even labeled all of the circuits in the box, as he did the safety inspection and replaced suspect breakers.
He's found and fixed all the oddities.
How much of this was caused by the demise of the holy cypress, associated power outage and subsequent power weirdness, or just the combination of living in the salt fog of the Coast and having a house built in the 70's, we'll never know.
Tim has done a great job. Now if I could only find other contractors who would show up [at all, let alone on time] or give the promised estimates, we could finish the bookcases/stairwell, windows and bathrooms. Then we'll repaint the outside. Maybe then I'll come close to believing Zillow's price appraisal for the place. ![]()
I have been told many times over the years that my taste in tuna salad is quite odd for an American. It must harken back four generations to my Italian roots. There's no mayonaise in the sandwich, and certainly none of that sweet sandwich dressing stuff. And while I might on other days enjoy a more standard tuna salad of mayo, dill pickle relish, and celery, I never go for sweet or bread-and-butter pickles or red onion in my tuna. Being all alone today, I indulged in one of my favorite lunches.
The starting ingredients might seem a bit strange to you.
The celery stalk is for dicing. The anchovy, marinated garlic clove, calamati olives and capers are for the tapenade, which I do at a medium to fine chop with my knife. Add tonno canned in olive oil from Italy, and local extra virgin olive oil from Napa Valley [both bought at Colombo's Deli], and that's the ingredient list.
I hollowed out the heel of some chewy, flavorful Henry's Harvest from Grace Baking, lined it with a leaf or two of romaine lettuce, and stuffed it with the salad. Added a real Manahatan style pickle that's packed in brine without vinegar or preservatives, and Maverick's Amber fresh from the brew pub, and I had lunch.
Ah! It was wonderful. ![]()