Does it ever seem like, if there weren’t any pictures taken, it didn’t happen?
Last weekend zp and I made dinner for my mom’s birthday, and invited his parents to join us. It was the kind of meal you prepare for by planning out the prep and oven schedule in an excel spreadsheet (what, people do that, right?). Pizza dough from scratch, plus a gluten-free personal pan version for a certain father-in-law.. Appetizers involving bacon and potatoes, blue cheese and roasted garlic.. For dessert, mini cheesecakes with raspberry sauce…
Not a single photo!! Not even a grainy cell phone pic, of the prep, the final product, the guests.. not even the dog. This was like a week ago and I’m still pretty upset about it. For whatever reason, it really feels like, if there were no pictures taken, what’s the point? Is this the facebook effect? I never used to care that much about photo evidence of a good meal. Although, back when there was no facebook, I was not much of a cook. So, who knows.
Anyway I can at least share some of the recipes:
Bacon wrapped potato bites, with a spicy dipping sauce (recipe called for sour cream and hot sauce for the dipping sauce – I used a mixture of greek yogurt and cream cheese, and sriracha for the hot sauce). FIVE STARS delicious. holy crap.
Homemade pizza (dough recipe coming soon on the blog!) – half pear and bleu cheese, half peppers, mushrooms and fresh basil
Garbonzo Flour gluten-free pizza (I wasn’t sure what to expect with this, but it wasn’t half bad, for being gluten-free)
We had a lovely evening, and I think my mom enjoyed her birthday. I guess that’s more important than pictures (I guess).