As promised and warned against, veal was not on the menu.
The chef (Queeg) prepared a delectable loin ... of pork, that is. He also vacuumed before we arrived, depriving Don of his favorite job at pamda's house.
I'm putting the cart before the horse. Let's talk about the CRAB !!!!
The creative mind behind the hors d' barked orders to the chef who expertly wielded the Cuisinart and whipped up a wonderful crab thingie. Devouring took place on the belevedere which overlooks the picturesque Shellpot Creek.
Veggie prep took place while downing/drowning in cocktails. Roast on, Queeg !!!
Cocktailing continued as did roasting of veg and potatoes.
No antlers were worn and both husbands professed not to be horny.
Tom The Cat survived my arrival, after I darned near killed him last time I was here.
Then there was dessert. How could pamda have read Don's mind and known his absolutely favorite pie is strawberry/rhubarb? But there it was. He is is heaven and looking for his antlers.
While we were desserting, CruiseAholic and Tony called. They were sorry to miss us, but CA needed to shop for Christmas ornaments for his trees.
Hmmm. Some people have strange priorities
It must be time to go back to the hotel so we thank pamda and the Captain for their gracious hospitality and the wonderful meal (yes it was much better than ship veal).
Now we are off to another small state, Rhode Island. If it's as much fun as DelaWhere, we may never come home.
Not much Internet access for the next few weeks, so try to hang in in my absence.