am i really not being that clear or am i just attracting people who are mentally deficient?

What an unexpectedly wonderful few days! Wednesday night did turn out to be martini time and I was happily joined by 2 boys who were all gung-ho about heading south to the bar only to be talked out of it by little old beguiling me. The kept me company as I chopped some veggies (though I didn't have to do it all as Peter not only cut the brussels sprouts off the stalk for me, but also roasted the beets all by himself!). The romanesco broccoli? Heavenly. Sweet and delicious. It was even good raw.

Thanksgiving day was lovely. We were in a beautiful new house surrounded by family. My roasted vegetable dish was a big hit thanks to it's gorgeous color and unusual vegetable. We got home a little later than I expected leaving me no choice but to once again ignore painting the downstairs. I wish a little elf would come over and just paint it for me. I know it's not that big of a deal I just don't want to do it.

So there.

Yesterday? Superfun. A friend of mine I hadn't seen in at least 10 years was in town for the holiday and took me out for lunch which of course turned into drinks. I got to pick the place so Journeyman it was: a trio of cheeses--there was this triple cream paired with honey that was to die for, squash soup with fennel pollen (and I'm sorry, I could not taste the fennel pollen which just confirmed why I don't ever buy the stuff) and a beet salad with truffle oil which I could indeed taste and should purchase. We finished with 2 truffles: lavender and Earl Grey. He then suggested we hit up the Sandbar where we sat for a long time. It's so strange having had no contact for so long only to discover that though we had changed, who we were really hadn't at all. I'm optimistic we'll be staying in contact as I hoodwinked him into being my penpal.

And he let me play with his iphone.

Which was pretty sweet.

I hate making declarations on this blog because then I'm inevitably doomed to fail, but tomorrow? Painting. December 1st is one week from today and I want to be completely out of the downstairs. Being out of the downstairs means getting the desk out. And getting the desk out means painting the entryway.

Please little elves come and paint that room for me?