so we decided we were going to have a fancy dinner on sunday... and what started as a night out, ended as a fantastic night in.
he worked on the menu for 2 days. and on saturday night, in MY drunken stupor, we went shopping for the necessities. THAT was a super fun time.... "wait, HOW many limes? oh right, .....wait, did you say limes or lemons???"
and sunday we went and saw HitchHiker's Guide to the Galaxy if you have read the book(s) then go see it. if you haven't, then go see it and THEN read the books. and they may not make sense to you, but really, they aren't supposed to. H and i summarized them as "books you read wondering if there was some other book BEFORE them all that would make it all make sense" so don't get caught up in the nonsense.... let it WASH over you. but enough, this is about food, not movies.
after that, we finished shopping for the last few ingredients and went home to start cooking.
lets just say that we started MAKING dinner at 7 ish and ate at 11.
and as a nod to Tasty and her friend just sending her seductive menus.... THIS was the menu:
- Cream Cheese stuffed Mushroom Caps
- Broiled Shrimp K-Bobs with a Brown Mustard-Basil-Pineapple Marinade
- Grilled Green Garlic Chicken Breasts
- Mango-Kiwi Salsa
- Coney Island Style Corn on the Cob
- Herbed Wild Rice
- and for dessert, Key Lime Pie (sorry, this was frozen, i helped cook, i didn't have time to bake, too)
and margaritas. STIFF ones.
let's all say it together:
OH MY GOOD GAWDDAMN!!!
and while he was making the mushrooms, i said to him, "you know i married you for your money.... but i STAY married to you for your mushrooms and french toast"
he said, "what, you aren't here because of the Cinnamon Mashed Potatoes or the Cracked Pepper Macaroni?" (both of which were CULINARY DEBACLES!!!!!)
but, yeah...no. it's those mushrooms.
and strangely, after we ate, it was as if someone had put Roofies in our food. we couldn't move. we were paralyzed by the yum. it was a good 10 minutes before we gained our strength and will to live back. which really wasn't so bad, because we really could have died, right then and there.
so, if you are ever lucky enough to make it to AMARILLO, come see us, i bet we could coerce some mushrooms outta him. and then you can die happy too!
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