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Il me dit des mots d’amour

here’s some of fil‘s pics of me i ripped from facebook. dunno why he didn’t put these up on flickr as usual.

this was costume change three (technically four if your count the outfit i woke up wearing and wandered around in for a few during coffee then the second outfit for helping set up) then it got super cold and i needed a nap. after that i came out in jeans and stayed in that outfit for the rest of the nite.

sampling and displaying the goods.

shari’s dress was amazing. i have a really great picture of her in it. i’d wear it non-preggers in a heartbeat.

post-nap i may or may not be a tad crabby at this point in time. why does napping make you so pissed at everyone? something about people goin’ on with their own shit and you take it personally hello you all forgot about me thanks a lot selfish bastards. i got over it.

can you guess what i’m eating here?

bananananananananananA cream pie! i’ve had a craving for one for weeks i forgot how it came about but cravings just grow and grow until you do something about them.

accompanied by a post dinner libation – whiskey and caramel toffee yogurt ‘nuked for a minute. deliciously boozy. fil could drink a punch bowl sized amount in one go.

i don’t think my craving has been adequately satiated as this is just a cheap mccain frozen dealy. actually i more so crave a bostom cream pie now. custard mmm. i can tell i’m not drinking as much booze when i start craving sweets. speaking of, the baklava shari’s dad got this weekend completely blew me away.

family portrait.

i whipped up a tasty meal and it was ready by the time fil came home, stellar. filmed it too but the video is way boring so nevermind.

simple boiled little potatoes topped with a bit of butter, salt and pepper. reminds me of dinner at my grandparents (way british) and i hated potatoes, i was a finicky eater. i’d try and hide the potatoes underneath other stuff on my plate, spit them into my napkin and stuff it under the lip of my plate.

still kinda meh about them but i can appreciate their overall blandness and simplicity. not so much the carb factor though.

roasted red pepper, spinach, left over beef tenderloin, then fresh grated parm and caesar dressing from scratch.

garlic, olive oil, mustard seed mustard, anchovy paste, fresh basil, tabasco, worcestershire, pepper.

cleanest oven ever.

coffeetalk w/ raymi. very in-depth.

32 thoughts on “Il me dit des mots d’amour

  1. Saturday. where will you be? Julia is sleeping here.
    i will bring you ridiculous custurd treats that will blow your mind, and a bottle of vodka as obliged.
    I am unable to confirm the identity of freshman piggy teenager as Sarah Michelle Gellar, and so bow to you Miss Raymi.

  2. I would like to wear pretty dresses with you and make pies and sing lullabies. Also, one day I am going to bring you the best cheese ever. The party on your tongue might actually kill you.

  3. your oven is rivaling our oven for sure. what are you even supposed to do with that. i look at the can of easy off sometimes and then i just put it back away

  4. it’s so true about after nap crabbiness.
    and i’m totally trying out your caesar recipe it looks delish!

  5. hahaha SEE thats how much attention i am not paying to anything because of that damn dressing.

    i will add real bacon bits, just because. hehe.

  6. normally i’d’ve done dill but yes next time i will call the rosemary hotline mark. we make do with what we have when we have it.

  7. Nana just saw it and loves it too

    keep up the good work

    you look beautiful

    be good to your fiance, and give Chris my love she says
    (she cant remember its Fil)

    she also said “now i want you to go a bit shorter with the hair”

    actually
    that would make you look even more younger and sexier

    go for it!

  8. also he just called and flipped out cos he thought i was gonna go for it and cut my hair. dudes love long hair, nana is just gonna have to deal.

  9. mmmmm i just made a homeade banana cream pie last week, and it was sooo good.. the custard came out perfect. i like coconut cream pie more tho

  10. call me oldfashioned buy why must beef always be half done these days? nasty business

    the rest of the food looks rather nice though I must say

    anyway I’m off now ~ tar-dar!!

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