Saturday, June 11, 2005
Try, try again.
Got up early as usual, but started reading blogs before I even went downstairs for coffee. Now that's just wrong.
Lucinda and the son-in-law are coming over for dinner and Scrabble again tonight. The kids are just smarter than we are. It's sad, but what can I say? So I'm plotting a new strategy.
Last time I thought that beer would do it. I fixed a pretty nice meal of leg of lamb, baked potatoes, salad, cooked carrots, and corn bread, but didn't have a dessert. I thought if I just kept the beer flowing, they'd be, well, you know, less smart maybe.
They were still too smart for us. Those guys. Lucinda is a true linguist and the son-in-law has a great memory, has memorized all the two and three letter words in the Scrabble dictionary, and is great at strategy. Whatadaya going to do? Lose is the way we always handle it.
When Aral PPP took us to Boston recently we ate at an Italian restaurant were Niks and I both had Spaghetti Carbonara. Boy, it was good.
Lucinda and the SIL are both skinny runners. Those type people love carbs. I figure they'll eat up big time if I make the Spaghetti Carbonara. So I downloaded a recipe for it.
I just got back from shopping for the ingredients. Calls for something called prosciutto, pronounced pro-shoot-o. I'm not so sure I'm spelling it correctly. Also parmigiano-reggiano cheese. Never heard of it before. I'll have to grate it--always hurt my fingers. I had a hard time finding this stuff. I was in the store about half the day, asking employees "Where's the parmigiano-reggiano cheese" Getting answers like, "They keep the weird stuff over by the deli."
So, along with the spaghetti dish, we'll have garlic bread, a green salad, a fruit salad, a dessert (egg custard pie), and of course beer, beer, and more beer. Dazzle them with mind-dulling food AND the beer.
Of course, we don't have a chance. But wish us luck anyway.