So all must be right with the world. Tart clementine sections and crisp apples slices dipped in smooth, warm chocolate can only signal harmony. And yet.
I didn't really have dinner first, just a glass of wine with cheese and dried sausage slices and thyme-parmesan crackers (yes, homemade) while skyping with Meg, one of my beloved shadow sisters and a dear, sweet, beautiful friend. She's one of the many, many reasons I miss Seattle so much. (Lorraine. Audrey. Tanya. The mist. The views. The lakes. The coffee. The restaurants. The I'm home feeling.)
The boys did, have dinner, I mean - chicken and rice soup (yes, of course, also homemade).
Back to harmony.
This past week has been so difficult and so easy, so breath catchingly hard and so flowy smooth all at once that my only hope of survival was chocolate fondue.
For those of you out there who think I'm just freaking out about my approaching birthday (two weeks from today), think again.
And no, to those same people, it's not going to get a whole lot worse between now and then.
I'll eat chocolate fondue every night if I have to.
9 comments:
I've forgotten what chocolate fondue can taste like...last time I had it, the chocolate had a hint of rum in it.
I rather hate that I'm now working and am not home in the morning for phone calls from France.
sounds delicious!
those crackers sound nice - recipe please (if you can be bothered)
Sounds so yummy. Since I hit that birthday last July, I've already freaked out, in fact, I'm still periodically freaking out. I think I need to eat some fondue - I've forgotten how good it is.
TID: It tastes so so so good.
Lorraine - Me to.
Christi - I'll make you some.
FF - I can be bothered. I'll post it.
Beth - Oh no. If you freaked out and Meg freaked out then I'm definitely going to freak out.
Yes, you probably will, so my suggestion is to prepare yourself. . .wine, chocolate, yoga and maybe even a shot of tequila.
You better! I'm going to hold you to that...
Oops, that last comment was from me, not my dad...
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