When is it that people decide to be offensive and rude all the time, from their very first contact with you? It’s mystifying, really. There is a reason people get out of areas where they have to deal with the public: asshats galore. Unfortunately, those people far outnumber the normal people. Reminds me of this guy named Custer…

It may seem like there has been no cooking going on around here at all, but in reality, there has just been no photography of the food. A bit of malaise, I suppose, drawn over from dealing with people like those noted above. Maybe it’s the move into spring that’s done it. Or maybe – and here’s something that just occurred to me while typing this – it was the time change! That would, of course, require that these same people not be total assholes once they presumably adjusted to the time change, so that’s probably not a good theory.

Anyhow, last night, we had this.

And this.

And this.

To end up with this on the table.

We also had flambeed pears over ice cream for dessert, to finish off the evening properly. All in all, quite a good meal. I cannot wait, though, to get into the new house. With everyone here, hanging around in the kitchen, and not enough counter space, it really is a little aggravating.