I am not having an affair with Wyclef.
I just want to make that clear.
I have been making domesticity my bitch these days, however.
My bread was amazing, my chicken was perfectly cooked thanks to my lack of squeamishness when it came to stuffing whole herbs between his skin and meat, my salad was proportioned, and my roasted vegetables were perfect.
Plus I made dark chocolate espresso brownies with ganache topped with raspberries (felt guilty about that one, but dang they good) and vanilla bean Haagen Das.
I’m a catch.
Tonight: make stock with the carcass. knit. drink a martini. make something yummy with leftover marscarpone cheese. listen to los campesinos!. start reading livability.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
wow, that's a menu.
Post a Comment