Quick update: life still nuts. Free time not so much free.
Great assignment today: Chef Bobby Flay came to watch an Island restaurateur cook, which was to be a story on its own. He ended up whipping up some swordfish just because he felt like it, for everyone else. Apparently the swordfish was of such great quality he would not be happy unless he cooked it. Now, I hate fish. Hate it with a passion. Never liked it, never had swordfish in my life. But this was Bobby Flay, and it looked amazing, so I thought I'd try it. Man. I loved it. It's a shame swordfish won't always be like that, because then I'd surely always eat it.
Off to write it up.