And so the holidays go on.
The young woman, E., from Baton Rouge is coming to spend the weekend.
Tomorrow night we are planning a lamb dinner, using this recipe, minus the chick pea salad, adding yellow rice and grilled zucchini.
My brother will be part of that.
And Lyman's younger boy called last night, saying he'll be coming in on next Saturday.
His friend has requested a party at our house that evening, which just means that he wants Lyman to cook. Which means that I help. This is not a problem. It's something of a return to the norm of several years ago with some wives added.
We already have filling for Natchitoches Meat Pies, and, and ... well, something.
UPDATE: Hmmm. We have a half dozen tag-ends of soup in the freezer. Another substantial nosh and a platter of crudites would do the trick.
What about Regina's biscuits with some ham?