I already mentioned that T-Man and I celebrated one year together on Friday, but what I didn’t mention was that another couple was about to celebrate a much larger achievement:
Yesterday, my parents celebrated 25 years together! That’s a big number…
They already took an East Coast vacation earlier in the summer to celebrate, so back when I thought I would be getting my cast off, I offered to make them dinner. Of course, my hand is still broken, but I still took on the challenge Monday night.
In January, T-Man and I brought my parents to Napa, where we all went wine tasting with his mom. My parents bought 2 bottles of wine from Jessup Cellars and decided Monday night would be the night to crack open a bottle of Chardonnay. Their only requests were “saucy chicken”, a grainy side dish, and a salad. From there, I planned my menu:
Chicken with a white wine cream sauce. I used a Giada recipe as the basis for this, but instead of heavy cream I used a little bit of sour cream and milk, and added mushrooms.
I picked up a bag of Harvest Grains Blend at Trader Joe’s and made my new favorite go-to side dish — orzo, israeli couscous, and quinoa packed with fresh herbs and summer veggies. I will definitely be sharing this recipe soon!
The loaf of poppy-seed bread, along with the mouthwatering cake we had (see below) were both from Freeport Bakery, a Sacramento staple. My mom picked them up during the day to make things a little easier on her gimp of a daughter
Lemon poppy-seed cake! Sooooo good.
For the sake of saving time (it took me nearly an hour just to chop everything up!), my mom made the salad. She made our usual vinaigrette (red wine vinegar, dijon, olive oil, and some s&p) and tossed in mixed greens with pear, cucumber & tomato from the garden.
Some other “guests” at the meal included:
My parent’s wedding candles from their ceremony (they each lit one, then the big one together)
The photo album of wedding pictures:
And my mom’s wedding dress, (No pictures, d’oh!) accompanied by a conversation of whether I would fit in it. Survey says: 3 sizes too big! So we didn’t even have to go through the pain of trying it on to find out
It wasn’t the most gourmet meal I’ve ever made, and I’d like to blame my broken hand…But it’s nice to remember that meals don’t always have to be gourmet to be appreciated and enjoyed. Often the thought and time that goes into making them are good enough!
What’s the fanciest thing you know how to make?