We had everyone over for Father's Day and my family has just left after a normal visit consisting of too much food and Wii. The theme of tonight's dinner was a melange of excessive foodTV watching and too much time on my hands. Here's what we had:
- Slow roasted pulled pork, rubbed with a mix of spices and served with bbq sauce
- BBQ'd honey glazed chicken breasts (bone-in & skin on) served with a sweet green pea & mint sauce with a hint of wasabi.
- Thai curried cauliflower skewers
- Grilled asparagus
- Grilled romaine hearts with a caesar-caper dressing
- Rolls and butter
I don't know what I was thinking- I need to watch less cooking shows and more action movies- clearly! However, I really liked the dinner, my family enjoyed it, and Sean even managed to get enough to eat. He's so patient with me when I go mental and decide to get fancy in the kitchen.
Aside from the food, the visit went as usual- lots of inappropriate dinner conversation, and reminiscing about past embarrassing moments. My Mom gave my Dad a little fundraising kit she'd gotten to benefit Prostate Cancer research which contained a rubber bracelet, a whistle and a flashlight. You might be able to imagine some of the jokes that resulted from those! And what family dinner could be complete without a conversation about barf? Not one of ours unfortunately.
All of these crazy antics, (cooking included, since my Mom was always making us into fusion-cuisine guinea-pigs) are just normal fare for me, because that's just how my family's always been. It's different now though with Sean being part of the family... poor guy just tries to keep his head down. He put it really well once, kind of like this; In my family, you can come to the table and swear and talk about just about anything, but you dress up and take your hat off, and in his family it's the other way around. I think we're both doing pretty well, considering.