3 martini dinner
Let's just say that 12 ounces of vodka is not the same as a good home cooked meal.
A blog for hungry parents
Lulu requested gnocchi last night, and so of course I got my butt home as quickly as possible to make it. This time, I used about 1/4 whole wheat flour which Lulu noticed right away ("this is your worst gnocchi yet" she said). That's what a dad gets for trying to be healthy. Since this gnocchi has two eggs and two cups of ricotta cheese, there's plenty of protein (it's not just empty carbs). Next time, I won't make the same mistake.
After 47 years of Thanksgivings at my parents' house, Christine and I finally hosted our own Thanksgiving. Here's a photo of the groundbreaking event. I cooked the turkey, stuffing, made the salad, and bought the wine and bread, while Christine made the mashed potatoes, green beans, vegetarian stuffing, cranberry sauce and salmon. Our guests brought a total of 7 cakes and pies, as well as cookies and flowers (Christine bought another cake just for good measure). We were 9 for dinner, and 4 dogs. We ate and drank well, and then fell into a food coma, and then a sugar coma. Both Simon and Lulu ate turkey and mashed potatoes, but I couldn't convince them to eat stuffing(!). The dogs ate everything. A good time was had by all.