spending some time in belmont, i kept a watch on hailey when nobody else was home. basically after letting her out into the backyard, she went back inside the house and slept until the rest of my family came home.
i picked up a bag of prince edward island farmed mussels for dinner. my father is always the one who cooks them because he has the expertise. using a large flat-bottom pan, he first melts half a stick of salted butter with a whole chopped head of garlic. he then dumps in the mussels while at the same time adding a cup of white wine, quickly covering up the pan to let the shellfish steam-cook. once the mussels open up, they're ready to eat. the last time we had mussels they were on the bland side, so this time around my father added half a teaspoon of salt, which made everything taste a whole lot better. in fact, he couldn't get over how delicious these mussels were and kept on saying how great they tasted throughout the course of dinner.
my roommate had just gotten home by the time i returned to cambridge. although the weather in belmont remained dry, it must've rained recently in cambridge as all the streets were wet and puddled. i chatted with my roommate as he ate leftover chinese food for dinner in the kitchen.