After Dinner Music

Why do we cook?

My my my what clever folks we have entertaining us. A poem, with wonderful rhyming and a perfect capture of the feeling of the evening. I love you guys.

Many thanks for indulging the musicians because we love to sing, and play.

We want to especially thank you all for welcoming Ian into our lives. He is gearing up for better culinary contributions and his visits with Rowan are especially important to us. At this time if I may speak for him, he gets a lot out of seeing us all and hearing our stories.

The question I pose, is not really to be answered literally, but it brings to mind to me the extraordinary feeling of being with good friends, and sharing our contributions as a priceless gift to each other. That is why I cook. And to show off of course. So, how did you get into cooking?


I know that we are inspired to write and contribute after each event but I would welcome interim visits with recipes, events, thoughts and life observations. We are all reaching that wonderful age where we have all learned everything that needs to be learned and willing and able to share our wisdom with the world. (wow what a crock! OK that was over the top and total BS, we are still trying to figure it all out, aren't we?)

Anyway, didn't mean to get overly heavy but it would be nice if this forum could be more than just reporting on the most recent dinner. So what have you done for yourself (or your partner) fantastic lately?

Also, recipes anyone? Here is the link to "Coeur a la creme" Coeur a la Creme with Raspberry and Grand Marnier Sauce Recipe: Recipes: Food Network

Bob and Vera

Oh what a night!!

Dear Ones,

The pictures and the poem are too wonderful!! It was such a pleasure to have you in the house, filling it with great food, bad jokes, friends and Rowen too. Thank you all for knowing how to throw the best party every month.

I look forward to your company at Jan's. Be well all.

Love, Barb

What food!

To all those who contributed to the cooking last night, I thank you!  


Everything was just wonderful.  The host was wonderful, the table just right, everything was wonderful.


The Beef Bourguignon was a something to write home to mother about.  (If I had a mother) .  Wish I had taken a picture of it!  


I came with a empty belly and left waddling.  

The bread was something out of a dream - did we leave that behind?










The soup was just perfect, light, tasty, and refreshing.

And the desert! 


It was such a delight to eat, 


and eat,


and eat!




The best ending to such a wonderful dinner and  company was the music.  As soon as I figure out how to do it, I'll post a sample video of it.

Feeling French

The sun came out, the wind didn't howl
You know how I am , hating weather tht's "fowl"
We went over the river, and back through the wood
Where the new log home of Barb and Tim stood
You can't call it rustic, it's much much to fine
And tonight it was France, The Cosmic Spatula Dine

The table was beautiful, warm with a glow
There were guys in berets, we're authentic, you know
We played with dog Murphy and kitty cat Daisy
We sure laughed a lot, these people are crazy

French wine that was white and wine that was red
And Rita had made some wonderful bread
A bland vichyssoise made up the first course
What did you expect? Consider the source

Julia/Barb served up Boeuf Bourguignon
In massive amounts, oh where has it gone?
We'll let it be known, Rita's truffle was there
and not in one couse did we find a hair

We ate and we talked until we all hurt
and would you believe coeur a la creme for dessert?
Along with French cognac to sniff and to savor
and also to blame if there's bad behavior

The boys sang some songs and played for a while
and sent us all home wearing a smile
We went into the night, high on the starch
and already looking forward to March.