Usually I save the food porn until the end of the post but I figured I'd better hurry up and get it out of the way. Last night I spent several hours slaving over Beef Bourguignon.
My fave part of the recipe is the pearl onions.
And here is the finished product.
I can't wait until lunch today. It should be much more flavorable than it was last night.
And now onto the mistake. In my last post, I used the word "grown-up." Apparently this is a word used by people who think that they are but really aren't. A true grown-up would call him/herself "an adult." Oh, this is pronounced with more of an "ah" sound instead of an "uh" sound. How did I learn this, you ask? Why by watching last night's episode of Gilmore Girls. And who says that television is not educational? Pah!
Now I hope I don't make a mistake this weekend. I was talking to one of my teacher buddies on Monday and she reminded me what this week is -- Fleet Week! I used to shudder at the thought of it when I was in high school. (Perhaps because this girl I knew in high school seemed to be dating half the fleet. The fools believed that she was actually 19.) In college, I grew to appreciate it. Guys who have been trapped on a ship with money suddenly let loose in a city. It's a wonderful thing. My coworker's friend does not hold the same esteem for Fleet Week that we do. And so now it is apparently my birthday this weekend. I knew that my season was not ending anytime soon. Now if only Jade's firefighter friend would throw a party, my life would be complete.