The two most exciting things in my life on Day 18 of my confinement are the sandwiches we had for lunch yesterday, and the dry ground all around us right now because it hasn't rained in a week or more. The dry ground first: Yesterday (or was it the day before?) — they all run together right now — I was able to walk with Tasha the Sheltie down a steep path through the woods north of our house for the first time since last summer.
I hadn't dared go down there for many months because that's the path that crosses a stream bed and gets so muddy that it's dangerously slippery to walk on when wet. Clay soil is like that. Walking downhill through the woods and then back up the hill on dry ground was good exercise and a really nice change of scenery, at a time when we all need one.
We made our croque-monsieur sandwiches for lunch yesterday, using ham, a mixture of grated Comté (cow's milk) and Etorki (ewe's milk) cheeses, and some sauce béchamel (a white sauce made with butter, flour, and milk). The ham and cheese give protein; the melted cheese gives flavor; and the sauce gives a nice texture to the whole thing. The oven-cooked croque-monsieur sandwich has melted grated cheese inside, along with the slice of ham, plus grated cheese melted on top. You pretty much have to eat it with a knife and fork. With ours, we had a batch of sweet-potato fries and and a salad with home-made thousand island dressing.