Pretty Good Eats

I got a bunch of requests for recipes from Melissa’s birthday dinner Sunday night. Sorry, but no can do.

The usual birthday dinner – cocktails, wine, six or seven courses over three or four hours – just wasn’t doable. So I put together a large platter of assorted meats and cheeses and whatnots, and we lounged and snacked until we couldn’t. We had so much fun and for so little effort, that Melissa is going to do the same for my birthday next year.

That means we’ve got five months to figure out what wine goes best with diaper changes. Best guess: Lots.