Table for one…
July 7, 2008 § 3 Comments
HM is at a conference (which means he’ll be eating dinner out) and the waitress will probably say, “Just one for dinner?” and he will give her that look that says obviously I am – don’t rub it in. He hates it when they strip away the other table settings.
And I’m here at home with just the dogs and insanely I decided to bbq (salmon) – for myself? Well, I just didn’t want to be in the kitchen even though it’s cooler in there than it is out here. Pretty much as close as I get to pioneering yet how satisfying it is to keep it simple.