Posts tagged food
Mike’s culinary Delights!
26 years ago
by Erin
A while ago {Mike} had a final for school and also he made this really pretty and more professional looking dinner for us when his grandparents came to visit. So I thought I would share. :oops:
Mike being silly. He doesn’t always wear that hat at his school, usually he wears this black beret thing.
this guy in mike’s class carved this swan ice sculpture for the presentation.
Here’s a close-up of it.
Here’s all the food they made. Actually this picture only captures about half of it.
Here’s the meal he made us. It tasted excellent! Halibut marinated in butter sauce and mushrooms, asparagus, mashed potatoes, shrimp and butter sauce.
Here’s a close-up of the meal. The amazing part is he didn’t follow any recipe, just made it up as he went along… and it tasted so yummy!!
Hope this makes you hungry. :tongue:
Crappy weekend had by all!
46 years ago
by Erin
Firstly, Happy Valentine’s Day :madeup: Hope you all had a wonderful time with your loved ones. :loveeye:
Secondly, let me tell you. Let ME tell YOU. About my Sunday. Friday and Saturday passed by pretty uneventfully, but SUNDAY. Of course when Mike and I get together, things are bound to get rambunctious. I know this. But let me get on with the story.
The night before, I pretty much raked Mike over the coals about not having anything planned for Valentine’s day. He made excuses of course (work, school, tired, blah blah) but I didn’t buy them. I had been reminding him that it was coming for two weeks, that is more than enough time to at least find a restaraunt and make a reservation. At least. So after we talked, I felt pretty bad, like a complete superficial bitch that you always hear guys talking about, saying how they feel so pressured by their girlfriend to make awesome, outstanding plans for Valentine’s Day. I didn’t want to be one of those bitches. So I called Mike and apologized. He felt bad anyway, and Sunday morning planned out our day, since we were pretty sure a restaurant would be impossible to get on Valentine’s Day.
So Sunday morning we went to church (I wore the dress that he gave me for Christmas), and he decided to take me home to get a fancier outfit for dinner. So we did, bid farewell to my ‘rents, and drove away. As we were driving, we noticed that it sounded like something was grinding — really badly. We pulled over and looked under the car, nothing. Then I reminded Mike that it only happened when we were slowing down, so it might be the brakes. Compile the fact that Mike’s car is known for having crappy brakes, and you got yourself a recipe for disaster.
