A Day of Rest
So Heather got married this weekend and we celebrated in fine fashion on Saturday night, starting at the Hill, moving to the ceremony and reception, and then back to the Hill. During the course of these events Bunny, Snuggles and I distributed the contents of a fifth of Powers among the guest (and ourselves as well to be sure) via the medium of a pair of ever-so-handy flasks. Random outbursts of noise and claims to be a 'scientist' ensued.
Combine all that with another late night on Sunday, and Monday become a day of rest, witness to the rarely seen spectacle of Dan staying in and cooking. The weekend's debauchery left me with multiple cravings to be satisfied, so I eschewed cans and/or pasta and created an actual meal - tomato slices with mozzarella cheese, corn on the cob, steak with onions and mushrooms along with a glass or two of Chilean red of all things.
Now I realize all this is hardly exciting blogfare - unless you realize how rarely I cook, let alone cook a full meal. If you did, you'd rejoice with me.
Combine all that with another late night on Sunday, and Monday become a day of rest, witness to the rarely seen spectacle of Dan staying in and cooking. The weekend's debauchery left me with multiple cravings to be satisfied, so I eschewed cans and/or pasta and created an actual meal - tomato slices with mozzarella cheese, corn on the cob, steak with onions and mushrooms along with a glass or two of Chilean red of all things.
Now I realize all this is hardly exciting blogfare - unless you realize how rarely I cook, let alone cook a full meal. If you did, you'd rejoice with me.
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