Tuesday, March 13, 2007

sunday brunch

The weekend seemed to fly by.
It was nice to be back to a bit of a normal routine this weekend- the first time in weeks.
Just the three of us at home.
For the past month we have been away out of town each weekend, and being at home in my own bed never felt so good.
We passed on going out Friday night as per our usual thing and opted on cooking at home instead.
We are all a little restauranted-out.
I made a nice tofu & broccoli with cashew nut stir-fry with lots of extra Lee Kum Kee chilli garlic sauce, which was better than any take-out I've had in a while.
I was counting sheep by 10 p.m. catching up on some zzz's- haven't done that in a while.
Must go to bed earlier more often..
I managed to finally go to a Yoga class on Saturday morning, and my body has been thanking me ever since.
I was in desperate need of a nice hour long stretch.
Must do more yoga classes..
Went for a nice long walk and picked up some more groceries.
Saturday I made a delicious roasted Cumbrea's organic chicken rubbed with lemon zest, fresh thyme, garlic and olive oil with roasted potatoes and kalamata olives.
We lit the fire and enjoyed several glasses of Vineland estates Cabernet Franc.
errr. or should I say "I" enjoyed several glasses of Cab Franc.
Big daddy just kept filling my glass..
hmmm..I wonder what his motives were?
Anyhow the morning was a bit rough, and I was feeling a tad fragile.
After drinking one too many I woke up in the middle of the night-parched-searching blindly for the the glass of water I usually leave beside my bed, drank it like I had been stuck in the Sahara for a week.
unfortunately I was unable to get back to sleep.
damn alcohol.
You think I would learn after all these years.
must cut myself off after my second (and a half) glass of wine...
Anyhow we had brunch plans with my good friend JB.
Her place looked beautiful filled with gorgeous spring flowers, a lovely table setting and filled with the smell of home-cooking.
My queasy stomach did a few summersaults, but after a mimosa (or two or three) aka hair of the dog, I was ready to tuck in to a delicious brunch.
JB made not one but two different Frittatas (one dairy free), spinach salad, roasted potatoes, peameal bacon, my favourite- croissants and some fresh pressed coffee. mmmm.
everything was so tasty and it was really nice to be invited over.
Lulu was really well behaved (that's my girl) and made us proud.
I was a little worried that she would trash JB's cool modern downtown condo.
Only it was actually me who spilled my mimosa on the white shag carpet.
nice one mommy.
What can I say? I talk with my hands.
Only I forgot I was holding a glass at the time.
damn alcohol.
must talk with hands in pockets or folded in lap..
And JB thought she would have to "childproof" the place..
more like "mama-proof".
But a big thank-you to the lovely hostess and her new handsome beau for a fun day.
Must enjoy brunch with friends more often..


Sarah said...

Yum...you are inspiring me to make something new tomorrow night for dinner. Sometimes there is just nothing like a quiet, low key weekend at home.

Anonymous said...

Thanks so much for your kind words. I was really excited to have you guys over!
Your daughter was adorable, and very easy to have around!!
Next time- I'll do a dinner!!

Anonymous said...

p.s. thanks for not mentioning that the fritatta was, shall we say, a 'tad' over done on the bottom? : )

Sheena said...

El Chaperone is bad for that. I keep having to remind him not to talk with his drinking hand.

Or is it drink with his talkin' hand. I can never remember.

But a mimosa really does bring a smile to a Sunday morning like nothing. Except.. well... maybe ONE other thing.

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amanda said...

Sounds like a great weekend... even with the rough morning on Sunday. OH, and croissants... I can't remember the last time I let myself have one! Mmmm, I'm seeing one in my near future...