I gotta get busy cooking, so these will be brief. And I figure that y’all are too busy to do a lot of commenting anyway, but still. It will be a noisy day here, since it’s just SP, Wonder Dog, and me.

On our menu, besides obligatory football:

  • Arugula salad with red wine vinaigrette, tomato coulis, and bocconcini
  • Celeriac gratin (see the recipe post from this past weekend), with Champagne (Cedric Bouchard Inflorescence)
  • Roasted balsamic-glazed Brussels sprouts with pecans
  • Porcini and white mushrooms in a red wine gravy en croute, with Hermitage (1990 Jaboulet La Chapelle)
  • Apple-cranberry crisp with Swiss Servator’s Glogg

Love to know what the rest of the Glibertariat is doing…

President says stupid (if accurate) shit, Chief Justice says, “Hold my beer.”

Sometimes, you really have to work at it to gin up outrage.

Thanksgiving meals in Abu Dhabi are… different than ours.

The government’s gonna be all up in my shit, just wait and see.

I never, ever, ever want to be THIS drunk.

Amazon in Europe is more Europe than it is Amazon.

“(((My baby))) din do nuffin’!”

 

And Old Guy Music: the greatest prog rock band ever. Don’t argue, you’re wrong.