Spring mix and the sous vide were the essential combo for a midday salad on the final Monday of 2025. I prepped homemade Thousand Island dressing to adorn it all with, and the standard finishing touch of roasted sunflower seeds got their last-minute shake-shake on top. It was a satisfying bowl of green and good, although I was pretty darned hungry again within a few hours.
The sky overhead on those last couple of days of 2025 also brought us an unusual sight, more common down at the beach or over a football stadium: an airplane towing a banner of some sort. I'd spotted it on a downtown stroll but the plane was over the central business district and I was down near Old Salem, so I couldn't make it out.
But then on New Year's Eve, it flew directly over the house when out we went with the pooches, so I was able to snag a couple of quick photos. Mystery solved: an advertisement for the following weekend's Duke's Mayo Bowl game between Wake Forest University and Mississippi State (which WFU handily won 43-29).
By the end of the week, we'd leaped over into 2026, and that Friday invited a repeat of the salad-with-chicken meal. Broken record that I am, but these holidays had been an ongoing battle with the morning weigh-in and I dithered between impulsive determination and surrendering to impulses. My downtown walking regimens had been intense and aggressive but my body was operating with a mind of its own. The battle waged after that first Friday salad lunch was taking another pass at what I call the College Tour route: I walked through all five college campuses within striking distance of the house, clocking in at a sweaty 6.4 miles once I ambled in pain back up the driveway.
Still, let's celebrate how the year's inaugural Friday started and ended: with a fiery dawn to begin the day, and the nearly-full Wolf supermoon appearing over the city that evening, trying to break through the day's cloud cover.
The Saturday timing of the fullness of that moon coincided with a rainy drizzly day, so my next chance to catch sight of it was as it was charting its brilliant exit path toward the western horizon Sunday morning.
Based on "Beef & Cheddar Melts Sauce," a Roediger House creation.
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