Accompanied by asparagus and sweet potato medalions, it was a meal fit for the gods.
She tried a new addition to her classic Waldorf salad and asked me to guess what it was.
No, it wasn't the Petite Sirah, silly. I mean IN the salad. After a couple of false starts I correctly guessed kale. It was a nice addition.
Oh, there were also deviled eggs. REALLY deviled, thanks to the addition of some Sriracha sauce to the yolks. And garlic toast made on sliced bolillo rolls.
I LOVE our feasts. Primarily because I am married to one of the best cooks in the Universe. (Take THAT, Bobby Flay!)
After dinner, I was given the task of cleaning up the kitchen while the chef took a well-deserved rest on our patio.
Now, if I've calculated correctly, it's only 221 days until Thanksgiving!
