Game of Thrones Pilaf

Last night I made some kind of weird thing, it was rice and quinoa with grilled tofu, grilled cashews, and grilled baby zuchhini, along with red onion, cucumber, olive oil, parsley, and balsamic.  It was tabouli-pilaf if tabouli had a fling with a Japanese-Italian hippy.  I don’t know what the hell it was, but it was okay.  It was nothing they’d eat on Game of Thrones.  As far as I know, off-the-cuff pilaf doesn’t fly on Game of Thrones. You tear into a haunch of antelope and throw the pilaf over your shoulder for good luck. 

The garden is coming along, albeit late.  I planted leeks and walla walla onions for autumn.  Things are growing but it was so cool for so long, the sudden early July heat kind of hit everything like a George Foreman jab.