Oh, I do love the Dinner.

Welcome back, Daisy!

I discovered that my coworker wasn't being louder than usual (which is pretty loud, in my defense). I was just in the superpowers phase of pre-migraine.

Next time I want enhanced healing powers, or at least flight.

On the upside it took hours longer to start hurting, and this time tomorrow I'll have had not only a nerve block but DELICIOUS BURGERS. Or maybe just one burger, but it will be TASTY. Also possibly LARGE.

I don't own a slow cooker, so for me it involves a cast iron dutch oven. Honestly, I am home enough hours to make one, I just can't be arsed most of the time.

No, no. No real injuries. We just met him and his partner on the corner where we were standing for a parade, got to talking and I ended up with a neck full of beads without catching anything, including these pretty glass ones.

I got a new tatoo on Tuesday morning though. That kind of hurt.

I couldn't tell you if a dutch oven is more work than a crockpot, but the crock pot (like the Foreman Grill but more so) just screams "TIMESAVER!" at me. A quick burst of "do" and then leaving the kitchen for the "cook" is perfect.

Except, of course when you a) are hungry or b) can smell the process.

How was it, DJ? And yes, please do tell us about the paramedic. Please tell us about your tattoo. What is THE DINNER?

ita, is your pain management place in an In 'n Out?

Ah, the Dinner must be a MG thing. Welcome back, Daisy!

Isaac just woke up for no descernable reason. He still wants to sleep. I don't understand.

The crockpot has saved my marriage.

Honestly.

I toss veggies and meat and sometimes a sauce into the thing while Em eats her breakfast and by the time I get home, PRESTO! Dinner. Sometimes Joe makes a rice or potato, but more often than not, they are already in the pot.

Aiiieeee! Just got an email from my mom. Another younger cousin is expecting a baby in July (a boy.) This is a HUGE surprise. Really big. I'll bet her dad is plotzing.

Given she's graduating from law school in May, I may have to point her Stephanie's way for planning advice.

Eeps. I remember when she was born.

I can try to describe THE DINNER, but I wouldn't really be doing it justice.

We had Chartruse before dinner, wild mushroom risotto, turtle soup, crabcake and seared foie gras for starters, then carmel something crusted pork chops, blackened redfish with mashed potatoes mixed with truffle oil, and mushroom and greens salad with creamy vinegrette, I can't remember the name of the wine we had with dinner, but it was a really nice and smooth red, then for dessert we had real Irish coffee, vanilla bean creme brule, something that was a hard chocolate shell around a peanut butter mousse and flan. After that we had champagne at the bar.

I don't see the point in ever eating again.

ita, is your pain management place in an In 'n Out?

I was wondering the same thing.

Perkins, I had sushi last night and thought of you.

I would assume the crock pot is easier since there's no hot oven. But I wonder, when you braise in a crock pot do you still need to turn the meat every 1/2 hour?