Sunday, January 25, 2009


Remember, when I said B could cook?

Pesto-crusted palmiers, baked fromage-de-chevre, baby arugula salad, apple tart with a whiskey-apricot glaze, and a fantastic cab that he brought back from his parents' house in Napa. And beef burgundy for the cute-ivores out there.

Cue Homer Simpson drooling noise.

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