Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Métier: Gráinne's Meat and Potatoes

Gráinne's métier was service, especially to those who could not help themselves, so Seamus and Kieran were not surprised when they found notes, like the one below, on the kitchen counter:
 
Boys,
 
St. Kev's needed my help with a troubled lad. Supper is in the refrigerator. Bake at 350 for an hour. Enjoy your hockey game. I'll see you later this evening.
 
Love,
 
Mom
 
P.S. Save some potato bake for me. Rinse your plates—they won't wash themselves.

Monday, February 4, 2013

Redolent: Ready for Lunch in Charlottetown

The blue open-shelled mussels, redolent of paprika, ginger and onion, steamed as the Beaverbrooks anticipated lunch with their PEI host family.