I spent the day waiting for the handyman. I own a rental property and have some guys in their early 20's renting it. These dudes are clueless. They've called me for ants, they ask to be late with the rent because they are "changing banks", they call me to complain about the neighbor's construction noise during weekday business hours. Hey hipsters, get an effin job and you won't have to hear the noise! On Tuesday they called to say that their doorknob fell off. Fair enough. The handy man came by and found that one of the pins in the original craftsman door had broken. So he found an approximate replacement, took it home to mill it down and then brought it back the next day. He also installed a strike plate in the frame because the original one was missing. I get a call early this morning from the tenants telling me that the door won't lock. So I called the handyman again and waited around until he could get to the rental. Turns out the door locked--it was just one of those things where you had to juggle it a little. I don't know about you, but I have lived in a ton of old houses and there is always some sort of jiggling that has to happen: door lock, toilet handle, window pane. It's a fact of living in a crafstman. So a wasted day.
Luckily, I had leftover baked chicken from last night, left over homemade mayo from the spanish tortilla, some bread dough in the fridge, and some fixins for my favorite salad. I cut up the chicken with apples, pumpkin seeds and the mayo. A little celery salt and pepper, throw the mix on the bread and presto, a delicious chicken sandwich. And now for my favorite salad:
Throw a bunch of arugula in a bowl, cut up some watermelon into bite sized pieces, dress it with a little truffle oil and balsamic vinegar and toss. Shave parmesean over it and you've got a fabulous side dish. It's so easy. Although I doubt my tenants could handle it...
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