My celebratory meal...

Jumbo Tiger Shrimp, chilled, with Thomas Fish Camp original cocktail sauce

Bleu Cheese Stuffed Mt. Athos Green Olives

Kashi TLC party crackers -- Mediterranean Bruschetta
Natural Smoked Gouda from Holland
Cahill's Porter Cheese Vintage (Irish Cheddar with Porter)
Red Hot Dutch cheese

New Pioneer Co-Op Ciabatta bread with olive oil and spices for dipping

Divine brand 70% dark chocolate

Bogle Vineyards 2006 Petite Sirah

Served just after 8 p.m., today, on the final day of my 21-day cleanse. You'll note that all my forbidden "fruit" is included: alcohol, caffeine and sugar, wheat gluten, and animal products. Boy's in bed. Freshly cut daisies fill a vase on the table. Candles line a long, rectangular sushi plate. Sarah McLachlan's Fumbling Towards Ecstasy plays on the stereo. What a special date night, enjoying this incredibly fresh, slightly intoxicating, so very not vegan, dining experience with the love of my life.

And life is good.

Comments

Brianne said…

That sounds delicious!! I noticed there was a lot of cheese involved. :) Isn't gouda cheese from Holland the BEST? Our Dutch guy who lived with us for a couple weeks brought us a wheel. We're going to visit him in February. I'll pick some up for you if you want.

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I haven't had time to write. Work, swim meet volunteering, holiday decorating and shopping. But truthfully, I've not been in much of a mood to write anything anyway. Last night we put up the tree and Santa chachkies, and I drank my first egg nog of the season, so perhaps I'll be in a cheerier mood. Also, I have spent some time writing the annual Schoon holiday newsletter. If you happen to get a copy, treat it like a drinking game. Every time I make you roll your eyes, take a drink. Nog, wassail, Everclear. Whatever gets you through. One sure way to assist with merriment motivation is listening to Christmas carols. I'm not going to get into a debate over what truly constitutes a carol. You can "Jesus is the reason for the season" yourself until you turn blue; I generally lean toward the secular end of the holiday tune spectrum. And if you just gasped at my use of holiday instead of Christmas, go suck on a candy cane. It's my blog and my opinions. Deal.

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