My wife enjoyed a rib eye steak the size of Rhode Island along with a baked potato and a green salad with heirloom tomatoes, nuts, dried fruit and a homemade balsamic herb vinaigrette for dinner last night. The best I could manage having watched a 3 year old who didnt want to take a nap all day. Strawberries, dark chocolate and champage for dessert.
When she came down for coffee, she got a nice hand made mothers day card (a pro hand made it, I have no artistic skills whatsoever) that Gabe drew a picture in sitting in front of the pot. A couple of squares of dark mexican ground chocolate/cinnamon/sugar in her cup and a bunch of heavy cream to top it off...
For breakfast she got a cool take-off on eggs benedict, a crisp layer of polenta, crispy fried prosciutto, poached eggs and a parsley/basil/pistachio pesto with a little lemon juice and lemon zest added in. Sliced strawberries on the side.
Uova Benedetto (Poached Eggs on Polenta with Pesto and Crisp Prosciutto) Recipe - - MyRecipes.com
We then walked about 15 minutes to the fru-fru tuscan style street in the town center for a mothers day art and wine tasting festival, spent a couple of hours there meandering around and sipping vino while Gabe nibbled on little italian candies and ice cream and ogled girls a foot taller than he is. Thats my boy...
She and Gabe are settling down in bed for a nap with a little picnic of smoked salmon, olive tapenade, cheese and herb crackers...uhhh...from our recent mass purchase of half-price gift baskets
Dinner is a quick dish of lobster and shrimp with white wine, garlic, butter and a smidge of very thin sliced hot peppers over whole wheat pasta, along with a nice bottle (maybe two!) of champagne.
All the herbs and citrus came from my little garden, as did the strawberries which I grow in a little hidden spot behind my storage shed...where a certain 3 year old cant find them or he'd be eating them all. The rest of the vegetables come from our CSA who planted way too many tomatoes this year. We're going to be lycopened like theres no tomorrow by the end of the summer...