Wren for Dinner
Tonight my longtime friend, Wren, came over for dinner. I have known Wren since about third grade, though we didn't really become friends till sometime in middle school. Of all the people that read my blog, she is probably the one who has known me the longest. She is also probably the one with the most embarassing stories about me......
Anyways, I have been meaning to have her over since we moved to the Bay Area back in July. Yeah, sometimes it takes me a very long time to do things I have been meaning to do. But I finally managed to invite her over and she graciously accepted.
I tidied the house this afternoon and started preparing dinner around 5pm. Wren estimated she would arrive at the BART station around 6.30pm. Preparations were right on track. The house was clean and Theric and the Big O were assisting me in the kitchen.
Menu: Green salad with tomatoes, avocado, and croutons. Garlic bread. Steamed broccoli. Roasted root vegetables (carrots, onion, potatoes). Pork loin cutlets flavored with lemon dijon marinade. Dessert: Chocolate cake...leftover from Sunday. Yes, I know that it is not entirely proper to serve leftovers to guests, but I knew it would still be good. (It was delicious.)
As I mentioned, preparations were underway and going smoothly. I was excited and waiting for the phone call from Wren letting me know she had made it to the BART station. The phone rang, it was her, I left to go pick her up. I left Theric with instructions to start the broccoli. The butter and garlic for the bread were in a sauce pan on the range ready to be melted for the bread. I was confident Theric could manage these tasks during my brief absence.
The Big O and I got in the car and drove to the station. We found Wren. She got in the car, we happily greeted each other and we headed back to the house.
Theric opened the door with, "Hello... Don't go into the kitchen."
What!? What has he done to my meal?!
Turns out the lid covering the broccoli exploded while we were gone. Exploded. The lid was made from glass. Exciting, no?
Thank goodness it was tempered glass. Little blocks of it were all over the kitchen. The broccoli was covered in glass. Theric, fortunately, was not covered in glass. But I love broccoli! and was so looking forward to eating it! Fresh from the farmers' market! The garlic butter appeared ok after Theric took out the big chunks of lid, but as it was right next to the explosion it was not considered safe. Sigh.
The garlic bread and broccoli were a no go. But all was not lost. Theric cleaned up most of the glass and Wren and I finished the remaining dinner preparations. Green beans replaced the broccoli and we went without garlic bread.
Despite the glass explosion, dinner went well, tasted great and visiting with Wren was most enjoyable--especially because she didn't tell Theric about C***********n. Thanks, Wren!
Now. Let us pray: that we will not poop blood tomorrow.
Anyways, I have been meaning to have her over since we moved to the Bay Area back in July. Yeah, sometimes it takes me a very long time to do things I have been meaning to do. But I finally managed to invite her over and she graciously accepted.
I tidied the house this afternoon and started preparing dinner around 5pm. Wren estimated she would arrive at the BART station around 6.30pm. Preparations were right on track. The house was clean and Theric and the Big O were assisting me in the kitchen.
Menu: Green salad with tomatoes, avocado, and croutons. Garlic bread. Steamed broccoli. Roasted root vegetables (carrots, onion, potatoes). Pork loin cutlets flavored with lemon dijon marinade. Dessert: Chocolate cake...leftover from Sunday. Yes, I know that it is not entirely proper to serve leftovers to guests, but I knew it would still be good. (It was delicious.)
As I mentioned, preparations were underway and going smoothly. I was excited and waiting for the phone call from Wren letting me know she had made it to the BART station. The phone rang, it was her, I left to go pick her up. I left Theric with instructions to start the broccoli. The butter and garlic for the bread were in a sauce pan on the range ready to be melted for the bread. I was confident Theric could manage these tasks during my brief absence.
The Big O and I got in the car and drove to the station. We found Wren. She got in the car, we happily greeted each other and we headed back to the house.
Theric opened the door with, "Hello... Don't go into the kitchen."
What!? What has he done to my meal?!
Turns out the lid covering the broccoli exploded while we were gone. Exploded. The lid was made from glass. Exciting, no?
Thank goodness it was tempered glass. Little blocks of it were all over the kitchen. The broccoli was covered in glass. Theric, fortunately, was not covered in glass. But I love broccoli! and was so looking forward to eating it! Fresh from the farmers' market! The garlic butter appeared ok after Theric took out the big chunks of lid, but as it was right next to the explosion it was not considered safe. Sigh.
The garlic bread and broccoli were a no go. But all was not lost. Theric cleaned up most of the glass and Wren and I finished the remaining dinner preparations. Green beans replaced the broccoli and we went without garlic bread.
Despite the glass explosion, dinner went well, tasted great and visiting with Wren was most enjoyable--especially because she didn't tell Theric about C***********n. Thanks, Wren!
Now. Let us pray: that we will not poop blood tomorrow.
posted by Lady Steed at 10:31 PM
8 Comments:
Wren, I never got around to telling how nice you looked. I loved your outfit. Where did you got those shoes!
I hope you had good time visiting with me and my little family.
Oh wow! This is the best blog post EVER. In the history of blog posts. I had a lovely time, too, and the food was delicious. And the glass incident was interesting. Remember, there's nothing wrong with registering for new pots and pans for baby showers.
I also had fun meeting the baby penguin.
As for C***********n, your secret is safe with me. Um, especially because I'm not real sure, or sure at all, actually what C***********n is. Awesome.
Oh! And thanks. My outfit pretty much came from Target. Except for my shoes, which came from Payless. I'm all about a bargain.
Thanks again for having me over!
Holy exploding lids batman!! You had me rolling. I'm sorry that your dinner had to be changed at the last minute. I hate when that happens.
It's funny, broccoli is our most eaten veggie here. Matt loves it.
i'll go on record that the chocolate cake tasted great - especially as it mellowed. =)
i hope the exploding lid givs you a good excuse to cruise williams-sonoma.
I say that same prayer every night, my friend. Don't we all?
I want to see a lid explode! No, not really I guess. But I still think it would be kind of exciting.
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It was exciting. The metal ring around the pot, the handle on top of a pile of broccoli and glass....
Just make sure the next time that happens you aren't cooking beets. Because you'll never know if your prayers have been answered or not...
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