Latke Rock

Yesterday's lack of entry can be blamed to one thing and one thing only . . .



I finally got around to getting to UPS to pick up our Christmas present from Jen's family. So instead of posting about our dinner, we spend the evening making a band called "Unicorn Babies" and gaining 156 fans! It's amazing how we were able to gain that many fans by repeatedly flubbing our way through L7's "Pretend We're Dead." All my previous life experience would lead me to believe that that would have the opposite effect.



However, we did need to eat so I very quickly boiled some fettuccine, threw in some chicken sausages from the freezer, and threw in some frozen spinach. With a couple of tablespoons of Seggiano's Raw Basil Pesto it made a yummy dinner that we were able to quickly scarf down.



Today, after work, I made my way to UPS again to pick up my new camera which I ordered with generous gift certificates and cash from Jen's family, my family, and myself.



I quickly whipped up a salad with marinated anchovies, lemon, and sunchokes then took about fifty pictures with my new camera, trying to figure out exactly how to use it. I'll let you be the judge of my success after looking at these photos.



The main course was a roast chicken with latkes that I made out of potatoes, parsnips, and turnips from the farm along with a little horseradish, and whole grain mustard. We ate them with sour cream and apple sauce, the way that God (or Yahweh) intended.

I had planned on making the latkes for the last day of Hanukkah but time and work did not permit.



The Christmas tree is now pretty fully loaded but we are preparing to remove the guitar and drum set as it is almost time to start playing the beginning strains of "Eye of the Tiger" as we bring Unicorn Babies onto the North American leg of their world tour.

Wish us luck!