I'm blogging while eating dinner alone tonight for two reasons. 1) I eat early on Mondays because of my schedule and I get made fun of for calling the family to the table for dinner at 4:30. 2) I made something from my new cookbook that is a little worse than questionable and I'm afraid they're going to hate it.
I've just been joined at the table by D who says "It tastes like I'm eating a bird's nest." So I wasn't wrong...at all. Looks like B will be having leftover Joe's Os for dinner.
In other news...man, there is no other news at this point....this dinner is just awful.