Chris' birthday last Sunday
After a selfish sleeping in session on my part, we got ready and went down to Grassland for brunch at The Daily Dish. It was fantastic! It's southern food done gourmet. It was so amazing! They have a buffet for Sunday brunch and on said buffet was a wonderfully creamy hashbrown casserole, a very different sausage gravy (almost tasted like it might have seafood in it), Eggs Benedict on croissants (which is hard to do, I presume, for a buffet), New York strip cooked to perfection, these breaded, deep fried goat cheese balls that were to die for, bread pudding with bananas foster topping. Seriously, everything I tasted was wonderful! We will definitely be going back. Also, they cater. Just sayin'.
At that point, we all felt like going back to bed. Except Jonah perhaps. So we just sort of milled around as I tried to plot dinner and going out to pick up Chris' present. Well, I seriously waited too long and after a lot of running around and making Chris worry (since I was supposed to just be going to the grocery and was gone an hour and a half), I brought home a gorgeous zebra wood humidor and a couple of cigars (which were from Jonah, because what is more heartwarming than receiving cigars from a 3-year-old?).
I made Jonah a quick sandwich for dinner, knowing he wouldn't want fish and shrimp and quinoa (no accounting for taste, eh?). Then put him to bed and made our dinner. Blackened tilapia with creamy creole shrimp sauce and mango quinoa pilaf.
And, because I didn't get the maple habanero bread pudding made (yet), we had store bought tiramisu for dessert, in bed. Yeah, coffee dessert before bed. Brilliant.
Oh, and some team from New Orleans apparently won some contest of some sort. I'm pretty sure I gave them a boost here with my cooking. YOU'RE WELCOME!
At that point, we all felt like going back to bed. Except Jonah perhaps. So we just sort of milled around as I tried to plot dinner and going out to pick up Chris' present. Well, I seriously waited too long and after a lot of running around and making Chris worry (since I was supposed to just be going to the grocery and was gone an hour and a half), I brought home a gorgeous zebra wood humidor and a couple of cigars (which were from Jonah, because what is more heartwarming than receiving cigars from a 3-year-old?).
I made Jonah a quick sandwich for dinner, knowing he wouldn't want fish and shrimp and quinoa (no accounting for taste, eh?). Then put him to bed and made our dinner. Blackened tilapia with creamy creole shrimp sauce and mango quinoa pilaf.
And, because I didn't get the maple habanero bread pudding made (yet), we had store bought tiramisu for dessert, in bed. Yeah, coffee dessert before bed. Brilliant.
Oh, and some team from New Orleans apparently won some contest of some sort. I'm pretty sure I gave them a boost here with my cooking. YOU'RE WELCOME!