Ah, the best laid plans...
On Friday, birthday boy called at 3:15, just as I was about to leave for yoga, to tell me that he'd forgotten a previously planned outing with his philosophy club that evening (the kid's a major intellectual and, I admit, a total, though adorable, nerd). Then his friends treated him to supper.
So the buffet went by the wayside. Hubby still wanted Chinese, so my other son and I got some take-out. A much better idea, money-wise and food-wise. For less than half the price, we got enough food to feed all of us practically twice over.
Last night (Sat.), I roasted a beautiful, organic chicken with some olive oil, garlic, curry and rosemary, accompanied by roasted, locally grown root veggies. The house still smells wonderful. And I think there's STILL more leftover Chinese in the fridge.
Happy Sunday to all.
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