It’s 32º. It’s Raining. It’s Saturday.

My Bride has not expressed any clear dinner hints. A dangerous situation. I’d best start the feijoada.

And you just know what that’s gonna involve.

4 Responses to “It’s 32º. It’s Raining. It’s Saturday.”

  1. I guess we should expect a post about the feijoada on Tuesday? 😉

  2. Mr. Bingley says:

    Ha! You know me too well 🙂

    Actually, I’ve got a couple others in the pipeline that I need to finish.

  3. Syd B; says:

    By the way, the “Pamelas” were a huge hit in the Syd B. household last night. Even my 16 year old daughter, who normally eats like a bird, was slopping back those gravy soaked spuds like a Hoover. Thanks, Mr. Bingley for the great recipe for my maiden voyage to Kitchenland. My wife still isn’t over the shock.

  4. Mr. Bingley says:

    Glad to hear it!

    Just don’t get your cholesterol checked for at least a week 🙂

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