When the cat's away, the mice will... cook?
Yep, that's right folks. My parents have disappeared out west to visit some relatives, and I am taking full advantage of the stove. See... my Dad tends to be a bit of a picky eater, so I'm using the time to myself as an opportunity to try some recipes that I think I would like, but that I know he wouldn't touch with a ten-foot fork.
My first adventure was my great-grandmother's recipe for pasta sauce and meatballs, which I served with a lovely salad, some fresh Italian bread, and a bottle of Black Swan Shiraz. Luckily my brother and his boyfriend Matt were visiting, and Dave came over, because otherwise there would have been a ridiculous amount of leftovers. The three hours of cooking were well worth it.
Tonight: Roasted chicken with red potatoes and green beans in a lemon and garlic sauce.Then off to my pc and cruise for porn .LOL
Wow. I am such a huge dork.
