To do: exercise our constitutional rights. and eat.

I woke up feeling under the weather this morning but, after an extra hour of rest and a few cups of tea with ginger, honey, and lemon, I am already feeling better. I just went to vote and, while I was delighted not to have to wait in line (we were in and out in 5 minutes), I was slightly perturbed that no one was there, save Mark, me, and a cute old man who was excited to vote for the first time in 30 years. I hope people are planning to vote!

We are having an election party tonight and I am very excited. Champagne is chilling in the refrigerator, the Fudge to Nowhere cake is nearly in the oven (Mark's addition), and I've prepped the ingredients to make orecchiete with Barack-oli rabe, garlic, chiles, and parmigiano reggiano. I am looking forward to our friends' politically themed contributions. ACORN squash gratin? McCainaroni and cheese? BaRack of lamb? Yum. Happy election day all.

P.S. Gobama!

P.P.S. Never underestimate the restorative power of chicken noodle soup, which is especially satisfying when you already have all the elements on hand: leftover roast chicken, onion, celery, carrots, herbs, and a flavorful stock made from the chicken carcass and vegetable trimmings. Robin, this bowl uses the kosher egg noodles we adopted from you guys when you moved to Chicago! I thought of you.