Some days you just do the best you can

Last night, following a fairly nice fall day over all, we'd invited an old friend, who'd called to say he and his mother were in town and would love to see us along with his young daughter, over for dinner, and included some other mutual friends and bona fide good dinner companions. John decided on lamb roast in a mushroom sauce, with, of all unseasonable but good for the global economy things, fresh asparagus, cheaper at A&P than at Costco, with a melange of tomato, eggplant, mushrooms, and garlic to dress it, and some Forbidden Rice pilaf made with chicken stock. The usual tossed green salad, and of course delicious fruit (Asian pears, apples, oranges). After work,I whipped together some dark chocolate M&M cookies (which came out crispy rather than soft. Dang). All was well, the candles were lit, the guest began to arrive. Uh oh, one person allergic to mushrooms. Uh oh, the guest of honor and mother both are vegetarians. Oh dear, perhaps the lamb was a little too perfectly medium rare for the well-done crowd.

So it was delicious if you eat that sort of stuff, and the toasted almonds with Veramonte Sauvignon Blanc as hors d'oeuvres, and the Marietta Old Vine, and the Bernard & Griffin Cabernet Sauvignon augmented the menu well.

The child played with Molly doll and her new Kit doll and ate cookies.

And we have a lot of perfectly done lamb left over for tonight, which works out well, since we're off to the symphony this afternoon. You should come by.