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Рецепт It Never Rains: Roasted halibut w/warm tomato vinaigrette and black bean quinoa
by Marla Nichols

We left in the rain and returned to the rain. South of the Oregon border however, the sun favored SoCal with golden sun, balmy skies, and a gentle Santa Ana. We had a wonderful time in Los Angeles—took in a play at the Mark Taper Forum, attended a Balinese music/dance recital at the Red Hat Theater, ate enthusiastically at Cuidad (a downtown Milliken/Feniger Cuban restaurant) and Noe at the Omni (where "progressive American cuisine blends perfectly with a gentle Japanese aesthetic"). Not only did we spend money, we boosted the national economy by completely using up our tax rebate.

Bob went to the Breeder's Cup at Santa Anita, I walked down a steep hill from the downtown Omni to lunch at the Central Market—maybe the best carnitas taco I've ever had. Similar to Seattle's Pike Place Market, LA's Central Market is grittier, limited to vegetable and food stands, and familiar mostly to downtown and East LA locals. My plan to take in museums failed completely. The MOCA behind the Omni Hotel was close until the day we left and the Getty Museum in Westwood is closed on Mondays. Maybe next time. I did take an architectural tour of Silver Lake (a neighborhood north of downtown and east of Hollywood) homes designed by Richard Neutra, R.M. Schindler, and Frank Lloyd Wright.

After our California sojourn I consider my rehabilitation complete—I now walk without mechanical assistance, I drive, I cook, I blow out the garage, I garden. There remains the issue of putting on socks—I still look to Bob for help.

LIfe at the Foster's was complete relaxation—we lolled by the pool, read newspapers late into the morning, drank too many espressos, I read Paul Theroux's Dark Star (a Beth Duncan recommendation), Bob walked along the water at Pacific Beach, Karen, the girls and I spent a brisk afternoon watching the tide Pools at La Jolla Beach, and we saw 2012 and Where the Wild Things Are.

Foster is still committed to his healthier diet so we experimented with quinoa—a grain I'd read about but didn't even know how to pronounce. I always assumed you'd say "kin oh aah", so imagine my surprise when I overheard someone talking about " keen wah". However it's pronounced, it's now my favorite good-for-you food. Glad to be back home—rain and all.

LA's Grand Central Market

Downtown graffiti

Richard Neutra's home in Silver Lake

Heat oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Add garlic; sauté 30 seconds or until garlic begins to brown. Add the tomato and onions; reduce heat to medium, and cook for 1 minute. Remove from heat; stir in 2 tablespoons lemon juice, vinegar, and 1/2 teaspoon salt. Keep warm.

Dry 4-6 oz. fillets thoroughly. Season with smoked salt and black pepper. Brown over medium heat in olive oil for 5 minutes. Finish in 400 degree oven for four more minutes.

Serve sea bass topped with warm vinaigrette, sauteed spinach and quinoa pilaf.