I think I could write a rendition of “all of want for christmas” that its labeled “all I want to do is leave, the hospital.” No more tests, iv drips or pain please. Isn’t some of the medicine suppose to relieve the pain… Grrr
Is tough, but tonights spread was a success. I had no idea what to make so I texted the guests to see if they had any cravings. Apparently their 13 year old nephew was the one who secretly replied, “anything battered, fried or covered in bbq sauce.”
I thought this was my brother’s request and his opinion is everything so I opted for bbq. Come to find out during dinner I asked if his request was par… Confusion struck.
The spread: - Beer Braised Spare Ribs (smothered in a citrus bbq) - Jalapeno yogurt coleslaw - Savory sweet potato fries & Peach Cobbler
All homemade, none made from a recipe. Oh and because a theme progressed as I wandered through the grocery store, I purchased Mississippi Mud beer, to wash it all down.