Unfortunately, I had to put my Friday night entertaining plans on hold, to instead play host to the most vile stomach virus I've ever encountered. I think (hope) it's safe to say I've turned the corner, so operations will soon resume as usual.
But unless you're interested in an essay about the flavor subtleties of saltines, the evolution of jello since 1988 or season six of the Cosby Show, (which I just realized could sort of be interesting since Bill + Jello = best endorsement deal of all time... ) we'll have to postpone the show-and-tell until early next week.
As I'm sure the anticipation is just killing you, I'll offer a hint or two about what I have planned. It's soup, by Deborah Madison, and it has navy beans in it. Let your imaginations run wild.
PS: Happy Valentine's Day! Hooray for swooning!
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Gah! I still need to get that cookbook. I'm excited to hear how slurperrific the soup is! Congrats on slaying the stomach bug.
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