Friday night I asked the better-half if he could make me a side car with the juice from half a tangerine. Yes, we had half a tangerine in the house, go figure. Boy howdy, that’s a good drink.
Last night we enjoyed them with the juice from tangelos:
I may have a new favorite drink.
After taking a bunch of brush to the landfill, the better-half said he was going to his favorite flower shop. Nothing says romance like rolling to the dump on Valentine’s. I was a little more excited than was necessary. And the flowers are very pretty:
We made Steak Diane, asparagus and roasted potatoes with a mushroom purée. Oh yeah!
A pretty good Saturday and a pretty good way to spend Valentine’s.