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Erin has discovered quinoa. Quinoa is good.

Saturday we went to Melissa and Reuben’s for supper (twinkie tiramisu is THE BEST DESSERT!) and Melissa had just bought a ton of quinoa for a ridiculously cheap price so she gave me some to try. Last night I toasted, rinsed, and cooked it then tossed it with kale, carrots, red onion, garlic, tomatoes, olive oil and white balsamic. She also sent me home with some leftover dressing (sweetish—I can’t remember all that was in it…sesame oil, maybe, soy sauce and sugar?) so I steamed some broccoli and tossed it with the dressing. And after that I decided I needed something for dessert so I made a little fake peach cobbler.

Yeah. My supper was the bomb.

In other news, Neal is the most cutest baby ever. I suspected as much though after observing him consume half an avocado and a fair amount of arugula pesto salad Saturday (I think Melissa discovered some avocado in a neck fold awhile after supper) and having the opportunity to see him this morning wobble his chin when Melissa would use her mean Mommy voice to tell him no (he’s a big faker!) I’m calling it official:. Cutest. Baby. Ever.

This morning post-Biscuit breakfast (apples! sharp white cheddar! thyme! in an omelet!), Peter and I headed to Laketown for a quick swim which was beyond awesome. It’s only the second time I’d been in the lake and though it was a touch chilly, sitting in the sun to dry off listening to the waves was gosh darn perfect.

This weekend: Hopefully going out with my gayboyfriend Michael Friday night, Saturday lunch with Melissa and then we’re going to see Julie & Julia (lunch beforehand is necessary, I hear, as I’ve read the movie is food porn), Saturday night is a big old question mark, and Sunday the Civil War Muster at VanRaalte Farms.

No. Seriously. We’re both ridiculously excited about going to the Civil War Muster at VanRaalte Farms. On bike.

You should come.