bookluvingbabe

Cooking for a bottomless pit of a 13 year old here. He had the audacity to tell me he is tired of rice. He used to beg me to cook rice. Dinners are usually some type of meat, cooked with onions and zucchini and garlic, with any other veggies I want to throw in, a can of beans, a sauce, and then served over rice. Or pasta if I’m feeling kind. It isn’t fancy. It isn’t going to win awards. But it keeps us fed. He has the leftovers for breakfast. I did make a shepherds pie that we all loved recently and if I can ever get decent potatoes again, I will serve it again. I have also stopped asking what he or Mr. BLB want or think of my dinner plan. I just cook. If they don’t like, they can cook dinner.

Has anyone done pickup from Annabelle’s? Our anniversary is this weekend and we want to do something a notch above. Since Palena was our last pre-wedding meal before our friends and family descended on us it seemed like a good choice.

Online ordering?

Not Jiko. On the monorail.

Not Yacht Club. Mid tier sit down at a resort. Do you need more clues?

Not Jaleo because I won’t eat someplace I can go at home. But yes, Disneyworld.

No. Central Florida.

Where did I dine, summer vacation edition.

That tablecloth looks so familiar.

Bingo! The yogurt was weird but the avocado toast was very good.

Naw. Go ahead.

No.

Where did I dine?

Yes. It was awful. The things we do to amuse our kid.

Where did I dine?