mussels, japanese sweet potatoes, and mustard greens

Last night we skulked around at New Seasons until we could be helped by the butcher we like. It shouldn't matter, but it does. We bought mussels and Spanish chorizo and apples and instead of creme fraiche we bought cultured sour creme (not the same) and Mama Lil's peppers and all the fixings for pimento cheese, mostly because I need another jar for spices and the pimento jars are the best ($40 a bag, these groceries). Before we left for the store, Alex made the dough for the galette. When we got home he assembled the whole concoction and got it in the oven. I made the fries and cooked the mustard greens and ate cheese and drank dolin blanc with a twist, often forgetting what I was supposed to be washing, cooking, etc. Alex cooked the mussels with chorizo and a mirapoix (only with leeks instead of onions) and some white wine and a secret ingredient he won't let me print here and finished it all with the Mama Lil's. The mustard greens were from crazy hair at the People's market, and they were so good they didn't get much beyond garlic and olive oil. The galette had apples and orange zest and orange juice and armanac soaked currants. The crust was half wheat flour and half white and got an egg yolk wash there at the end. We ate it with some '75 Armagnac and my god it was good.