I’m marveling this Monday morn, remembering two recent preposterously delicious meals Robert and I shared.
First, Robert absolutely outdid himself the other night at supper with his Fisherman’s Pie.
Starring cod, shrimp, smoked salmon snd crab leg meat.
With a supporting cast of leeks, spinach and heavy cream. Topped off with succulent mashed potatoes.
Somewhat similar to a seafood chowder, with a thicker consistency.
Oh my GOODNESS.
The recipe HR used, in case you’re interested:
Trying not to be outdone, I put together (in my mother‘s old cast iron skillet, which actually belonged to her mother) another supper of Bone-In Pork Chops with Honey-crisp Apples and Spiced Cider.
It tasted like autumn!
And a link to my recipe:
P.S. I love using the word “supper” instead of “dinner.” It’s nostalgic. It’s home.
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