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Friday, February 16, 2007

Frivolous Friday

This evening's Dinner Party features asparagus and turkey lasagna. I don't think I'm going to like it. First, I took a recipe for asparagus and salmon lasagna from my Asparagus Cookbook, but I substituted turkey, because one of the women I'm having over is relatively unknown to me, and what if she doesn't like fish? (Who doesn't like turkey? And how fun, to have turkey on a non-holiday! Yes, I know her enough to know she's not a vegetarian. We ate together at a clambake last year, and I can't remember if she had the chicken or not, but I know she didn't just do potato salad.) But, ha, the laugh's on me, because the recipe required me to make my own bechamel sauce with tarragon, and I keep forgetting I don't like tarragon! Silly me. Plus I'm pretty sure both the milk and white wine which went in the sauce were going a bit bad. I made enough to have leftovers for lunch all week.

Speaking of non sequiturs, do we know whatever happened to Vanilla Ice? (Hmm, no wikipedia link here. I can't bare to find the answer to my own frivilous wondering.)

Celebrate?!: I have not witnessed (nor found any physical evidence of) Buddy having a seizure for one week! Last Friday he had a regular mini (usually has one every 2-3 days) and a massive grandmal (once or twice a month or less). Unless he had one this morning when the housekeeper was here and she cleaned him and his mess up without telling me, I think this is the longest he's gone without one in several months! (This paragraph, unlike the others, should not be read as frivolity.)

The housekeeper listened to Billy Joel songs on my Ipod while cleaning today. (That's what was on pause when I came home to cook.)

Well, I'm off to do the bottle returns!


Mrs. SeƱora Cobbey said...

You're turning into quite a gourmet! Cooking with whipping cream, tarragon, white wine, etc. I knew you liked cooking but you are impressing with all your recipe stories. Inneresting....

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