That was a seriously wonderful party. I'll admit that I nearly jumped out of my skin when Pete sat down at the piano. He must have taken your joke about being the entertainment seriously....I'm thinking next time that I'll do a three-meat five-cheese combo lasagne. The damned thing weighs sixteen pounds in the pan and will feed the Sixth Fleet. Seriously of The Yum.Because the whole "big giant pot of pasta e fagioli" seemed to work. Not to mention that pretty, pretty prime rib.
Next time, we will plug in the keyboard, too, and Pete and Merl can have at it. Or Pete and Mookie. Or Mookie and Merl. Or just Mookie. Hey, that's right, Mookie is supposed to be here soon.
Dudesse! PAAAAAARTY!Seriously, shall we sieze the moment and the excuse and do some cooking between us? I have a vicious little chocolate dessert with bananas and ladyfingers, or possibly a chocolate souffle...
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