I made Chicken with Red Wine and Tarragon for dinner last night at the request of Middle Daughter. She loves the meal and eating the leftovers too.
I made sure to chop the shallots and baby portobello mushrooms in large pieces since not everyone likes them and I wanted to make it easy to pick them out or eat around them.
We invited my Youngest Baby Sister and her Asshole Fiance to dinner. She helped decorate for Youngest Daughter's boy/girl Halloween party and I wanted to have her over as a way of saying thanks.
I had just finished all the prep work for making the dinner (chopping up the herbs, vegetables, and chicken) when they arrived. My sister made a comment about not liking mushrooms and I told her she could pick them out. She then commented about the fact that I was going to mix it all together. Her AF went right to the living room to watch the Patriots with a bottle of Octoberfest.
The chicken portion of dinner is served over pasta which is tossed with the fresh herbs too. They both dealt themselves healthy portions of the pasta. AF then spooned some of the sauce over the pasta and nothing else. YBS spooned a few pieces of chicken on top of it and then started to laugh because her AF was making faces.
Everyone else was loving it and complementing me on it. My benchmark is when Youngest Daughter likes something since she's our pickiest eater. Even she knew that the polite thing to do is to pick around what you don't like, cover it with a napkin, and then throw it away.
I was determined to say nothing until YBS says, "What made you think that was enough pasta?" I said back to her, "You're supposed to eat the chicken on top of the pasta, not make a meal of it."
I offered to make more pasta. I boiled two packages of the cheap macaroni from the mac & cheese box and served that to them. They took big portions of that again and that was their dinner.
Next time they're over I'll be serving hot dogs, mac & cheese, and the cheapest beer I can find...if there's a next time.
Posted by bbarton at November 1, 2004 08:40 AMHopefully, he's an A who doesn't read the blogs...
Posted by: David on November 1, 2004 01:41 PMHe has a kid from a previous marriage. He spends lots of time with the kid (which is good)but it is at his ex-wife's house which is the only way he can see the kid. My sister isn't all that welcome there so essentially my sister is alone a lot of the time.
He's also a wuss and a baby since there is always something physically wrong with him.
Posted by: Bob on November 1, 2004 01:53 PM
Besides this event, what makes AF an A? Just wondering what other interesting tidbits there are.
Posted by: Eric on November 1, 2004 09:50 AM