Dinner tonight was roasted sweet potatoes, quinoa, and a salad. Followed by lots of chocolate filled shortbread cookies from Trader Joe's.
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
How old is Emmett this year? 14, 15? Rough age. But he's got good folks surrounding hom.
We had lasagne, then another squabble with the ex, then I worked, and now to bed. After I wash my face. I got shweaty.
But tomorrow is no-errands, no-committmments, all work day. So...yeah.
My dinner was tacos with friends from out of town. I contributed Abita Strawberry. 'Twas good.
How old is Emmett this year? 14, 15? Rough age. But he's got good folks surrounding hom.
He's 15 and a half (almost exactly), and bigger than I was in college.
He's home, he's fed, and he's doing his homework.
Dinner tonight slow cooker pot roast cooked with brussel sprouts carrots and potatoes. liquid was wine herbs de provence, tomato paste, garlic salt black pepper a touch of balsamic vinegar and a touch of honey. It was good.
::makes plans to go to Typo Boy's for dinner::
My dinner was a ham and Swiss sandwich on a baguette, steamed edamame and a sliced fresh pear. I have to say, we have this dinner , like, three times a week.
I have to say, we have this dinner , like, three times a week.
But you use the fancy mustard, right?
I love the dinner round up around here. We eat well, we buffistas.
So the class went well! Only two other people there, but Thursday night is always small. But the routine was good, fit the time frame well, and we all got a work out. So there!
Casual thought spurred by dinner discussion. How big a role prejudice plays in food taste. For example: I love chocolate. That includes chicken mole, and cocoa powder in chile. But: when someone puts chocolate on cheesecake - well that's blasphemy! And I suddenly realized that I can't really justify it - just how I was raised. Chicken breast with (unsweetened) chocolate mole sauce was an occasional treat from the time I was little. Watching the horror on my parents face when they encountered chocolate on cheese cake was also something I remember from when I was little. Its really that simple.