We have found it to be a bit too much for Sunday morning and have preferred to focus on the food and the company. And the food. And with food this savory looking, how could you - even for a second - spend any time talking about the ego and the pain-body and the unconscious mind? Yeah, I thought you would agree.

Top Row: Ghetto-fabulous Monkey Bread ala Brett; Tomato, Mango, Cilantro Salad courtesy of Lisa; Coffee Cake de Tina. Bottom Row: Papaya, Pomegranate, Onion and Spinach Salad with homemade honey dijon dressing, Bacon and Carmelized Onion Tarte both from Chef Tina. Finally, a full plate - my own creation.
All of this was served with liberally champagned mimosas. MMMMMMgood.
So, Tina is a bit of a gourmet and we are all the more delighted, stuffed and heavier for it. And to think my friends teased me for snapping up pics of the food, but looking at them again almost brings the flavors back. Almost.
3 comments:
Scrumptioualicious! Your book club has its own soundtrack; now you should have your own cookbook!
And I thought it was a foodie's dream. It was real! I could eat it again. MONKEY BREAD!
Damn! It all looks SO GOOD!
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