…it’s the beginning of the work week and an email announces that so-and-so’s birthday is in exactly 2 days and well, can you come over? Oh, and it’s going to be a surprise.
Another page in the cheese monkey chronicles
On Wednesday night we ate so much cheese and drank so much wine that I was sorry I had not worn stretch pants – I must’ve put on 5 pounds just looking at everything. Mortadella, salame, mostarda, speck (cured trentino ham), tuna-stuffed olives, pickled onions, fat, juicy grapes, clementine oranges and fresh pineapple; it was one thing after another as bread continued to be tossed on the table. The host kept pulling jars of stuff out of his pantry and all I’m thinking is that with pals like these, how can you go wrong? We set the gold standard for hump day, I think.