Paradise ponders, howling dogs and red-winged blackbird edition... Yesterday I was on the phone with Tesla several times – they were working to get my Model X fixed by the end of the day, but didn't want me to drive down there for nothing. We had a deadline at 3 pm, as that would leave us just enough time to drive down there to SLC before they closed at 5 pm (and on a Friday, of course nobody there wanted to stay late). Well, we talked right at the deadline and the tech was “very confident” he'd have it fixed by 5 pm, so we jumped in the #$%^(#@( Mercedes CLA 250 and headed down. That car made us both crazy; we couldn't wait to get back in the Model X! We made it into the service center just a few minutes before 5 pm, to see our Model X all nicely washed and being charged. When we walked in the door, a smiling Denise (their front desk person) handed me my fob, took the key for the Mercedes, and we were out the door. Zero paperwork, zero hassle. That's really hard to beat!
When I checked my email this morning, I had a “service invoice” from Tesla. I expected this to be a warranty repair, so I was really surprised and a bit alarmed by that. Turns out the invoice is for zero dollars (they really should change the name of that!), and really just served to tell me what they did. They replaced the hinges, as I'd been told, but they also replaced the actuator motor that actually moves the spoiler up and down. They also put some special lubricant on the hinges that is supposed to keep them from corroding as they did. We'll see how well that works long-term...
Debbie had made us reservations at Current Fish & Oyster, which is the first nice restaurant in SLC we've tried other than Red Iguana. It was so hard to make ourselves deliberately go someone other than Red Iguana. :) But we did it, and we were very glad: we had a fantastic meal. We started with a pair of appetizers: crab cakes and mussels. We both love crab cakes, and these were good – but as it turns out, they were the least impressive part of the meal. The mussels were simply wonderful. There were a dozen or so fat mussels, slices of an excellent chorizo (spicy Mexican sausage), and slices of a really good, doughy sourdough bread grilled in spiced butter. There was a sauce poured over the whole thing that was aromatic and full of mussel flavor. That appetizer was so good that we ordered a second one to share for dessert after our meal (really, we did!). Debbie's entree was a fish stew (first photo below), mine was roasted scallops (second photo below). Both were awesome. Mine had a carrot-ginger sauce that was so good I had to sop it all up, and a rice cake in the middle that was darned near as good as the scallops themselves. The vegetables included a new one on me: purple carrots, slightly less sweet than a normal carrot. All of those veggies were delicious. Debbie's sauce was just a bit too spicy for me (it included jalapenos), but then, I'm a spicy food wuss. I tried one of her shrimps, and it tasted like it had just come off the barbie – really good. Debbie had a glass of wine; I had their homemade ginger ale. That ginger ale, presuming that you like ginger (I love it!), will make your brains fall out. I'd go back there just for that! We shall return to Current for another meal, for sure...
Yesterday while waiting for Tesla's service, I was planning to go to the next step on my stairs project. That didn't happen, because I discovered that I'd messed up my jig: two parts that were supposed to be glued at a right angle were actually at about 80°. That wouldn't do at all! So I ripped the jig apart, re-routed the slot for the 1x6, and redid the glue job. So this morning I'm right back where I thought I was yesterday morning.
For the last few days (and in the forecast for at least the next ten days) we've had highs in the 50s and 60s. The snow is melting at a prodigious rate, both in the valley and up the mountain slopes below about 8,000' altitude. Starting in a week, the forecast calls for frost-free nights, too. Our “mud season” has begun! Many of the fields around us are largely clear of snow, and some of the alfalfa fields are already greening up. The only deep snow left on our property is the giant piles on the north side of our house, made by snow sliding off our roof, which this time of year are shaded all day long. Some of those piles are still 6' high!
This time of year the sun is rising just south of due east of our house. There is a small mountain peak in that direction from us, and that means we're in shadow in the early morning, while the valley both north and south of us is in the sun. This morning when I looked toward my neighbor to the north, his trees were brightly lit. They're all deciduous trees, so it was the branches and twigs that were lit – and he's got two weeping willows with bright yellow twigs, and a tree I don't know with bright red twigs. Both of them were striking in that bright morning light, especially as seen from the shadow I was in.
A reader (Glen B.) wrote me this morning wondering why I haven't mentioned our puppies recently. Well, there's no good reason other than my cranial density!
The two puppies, Cabo and Mako, are really not puppies any more. They're a year old, and they're starting to get their adult personalities. Cabo is much smaller than Mako – she's the smallest adult field spaniel we've had, and Mako, I'm pretty sure, is even bigger than Mo'i was. Cabo is especially affectionate. She loves to deliver kisses and ear nibbles, even while she's trying to chew a hole in Mako. Mako is also affectionate, but in a lunky sort of way that involves leaping onto you, trying to claw his way up into your arms, etc. Cabo, on the other hand, is very gentle.
The two of them sleep in crates in our kitchen at night, while Miki and Race have the run of the kitchen. In the mornings, right about eight hours after we put them up for the night, Cabo and Mako make it known that they want out. The way they do this has us laughing at them every morning. Somehow they've developed the habit of using some highly creative canine vocalizations to get us up. I think maybe they hear us laughing at them, and are encouraged by that. We've never heard dogs making sounds like they do, so it's hard for me to describe. I'm going to have to figure out a way to record them, so I can post them here. Mako, in particular, is very good at these exotic dog sounds.
Anyway, those vocalizations are my cue to get up and let them outside. But when I open the crate, the first thing they do is jump on me for attention. By the time I've let them outside and I walk back into the bedroom to take my morning shower, my face, hands, and arms are covered with dog slobber – the detritus of ten million “Good morning, papa!” dog kisses. Never fails to start my day in a cheery mood. :)