Anyway, it's a chuck roast I got on sale at Safeway yesterday, and I might have over-seared it on one side before braising it, a it smells just a bit burnt. I actually don't mind mildly burnt. If I ever go to Texas (though that's very unlikely) I'd surely try the burnt ends they serve there at various barbecue places. It probably would have been better to do so when my teeth were stronger, so it might be a good thing I'l probably never go to Texas. Sadly, my teeth are following the path of the Victorian midnight supper and seduction into oblivion. I'm hoping they will at least last for one more chuck roast, because the long delay has left me really hungry, and I don't want any sudden loss of crown or fillings or actual teeth hanging up what promises to be a session of ravenous piggishness.
I just poked a potato and it's very close to done. I'm going to take the meat out of the pot and let it rest in foil for a few minutes while the vegetation and juice finish cooking. Tomorrow I'll deal with the consequences of having overeaten, I'm sure, but then there will be no embarrassing incidents with an overwrought seducee to interfere with my recuperation. Eating alone has its advantages.