So last night Tom made a fabulous dinner of lamb, potatoes, and a spinach salad. He also made brussel sprouts and corn.
For the record, I've always hated brussel sprouts. Always. It's one of those constants in life.
But I thought I'd be brave and try one, you know just to say I did. And guess what.
I liked it.
What the heck? Is there just nothing sacred?
Notice the new link over on the right? If I had a radio station, that's what it would sound like. Probably Liz will remember most of those songs. Ah, a trip down memory lane.