The Saint texted me to say he would be home late and could I hold dinner. I said but of course:
1. I had a lunch meeting and ate too much.
2. I have veal chops laid in and have been noodling about with a sauce idea involving red wine and dark cherries.
3.The Saint has been travelling and I've been eating dinner by myself.
Here's the thing. Sunday I fixed crab and avocado with pasta. Last night I grilled some chicken and made a caprese salad. Both nights I ate at the table, no television. The way we've eaten family dinner for twenty years, just without the family.
So tell me, would you go to the trouble to cook and set the table for one?