After a long night and an early morning diaper incident that lead to both boys being hosed down in the sink we were thrilled to have company! We were particularly thrilled because this gave us a little time to relax. Relaxing consisted of dropping off laundry at the laundromat, getting groceries, and having lunch. Having lunch, of course, meant having a few bites before the Wombats freaked out and required us to trade them off in shifts so that we could shove some food down our gullets.
Still, better than spraying messy green poop off of a tiny baby's butt.
As dinner approached I put out a nice salad with the farm tomatoes, greens from Gotham Greens, avocado, and red onion with olive oil, salt, and pepper.
Liza enjoyed a nice chardonnay from Johnson Family. I even enjoyed the sip I have even though I'm generally not a fan of chardonnay.
Since this was cause for a great celebration I cracked open this 2011 Infinium, a collaboration between Samuel Adams and Weihenstephaner, the purported oldest brewery in the world. It's suggested to be served in a champagne flute because it is made with champagne yeast. This somehow didn't feel right.
I tried it in a stein, since it's German, and then I tasted it. It tasted a lot like champagne. The mug was all wrong but I still enjoyed the beer. It was like a cross between a sour beer and champagne. It's not what I was expecting. I probably should have been expecting it given the champagne yeast aspect but I'm not very bright.
For dinner I made grilled up some of the farm eggplant, zucchini, fennel, peppers, and radicchio. I tossed it together with some cooked tagliatelle and served it up with some ricotta cheese.
This dinner, of course, was instantly interrupted by fussing babies. We took turns trading off babies and eating pasta with one hand, desperately trying not to drop a roasted pepper on their heads.
And that's what it's all about, really. As a veteran parent I know a lot and your primary goal in the first month of life is to not drop food on your babies' heads.
After that it doesn't really matter. Go for it.
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