December 26, 2004
Typical. I decided practically at the last minute to try my hand at brunch for a few
guinea pigs friends. Hopefully the sister I didn't see yesterday will come over (and supervise my cooking). This is the original menu, which will probably be edited as we see how the cooking goes. If this fails miserably, we can always pop over to the Flying Biscuit, where they expect to see us practically every weekend.
French Toast sandwiches (cream cheese and raspberry jam filling, coated with chopped pistachios)
spicy Italian chicken sausage
apple sage chicken sausage
Guess I better start preparing, so I will look amazing and effortless once my guests arrive.