i moved yet again, and roughly 90% of the boxes were labeled “kitchen” and one particular labeled “whiskey jugs”. (just so you know my new year’s resolution is to resign my lease). so once the kitchen was all unpacked and a pic of paul mccartney framed and hung up to supervise the happenings, i busted out a very fine dish indeed. crispy tofu in a veggie curry sauce with rice. so yummy it is fast becoming one of my favorites. welcome home!
in honor of the premiere of season 2 of downton abbey dad whipped up a pompous worthy roasted chicken.
while the rest of the meal was being made (which included mashed potatoes, peas, cole slaw, and some left over eggplant parmesan) dad and i speculated what was going to happen on this WWI epic. definitly mathew at some point will become wounded and missing making mary realize that she does love him. i saw he’s going to wind up with a bum leg dad says temporarily blind. we all hope the youngest cybil ends up with the political rebel chauffeur and the family concluded whatever maggie smith does is perfect because well she is maggie smith.
we all huddled around the table and waited to see what would happen. i advocated that for the rest of the season we create british themed meals to go with our british miniseries, mom however declares there is no good british food, the debate continues.