I’m finally heading home. The service for my great-grandmother was really sweet. Naturally, her pies and love of high-balls were some of the main topics of discussion.
I’ll be back to posting more interesting goings-on soon. January always brings up a lot of stuff as people gear up for a new and improved year. Visit Marion Nestle’s Food Politics blog for her nutrition predictions for 2011.
For now, I’ll leave you with a taste of some of the silliness that occurred at dinner last night: Check out the A-cup-sized meatballs my dad was presented with. I couldn’t help laughing-so mature, I know.
Speaking of mature, let’s not talk about the wine-induced yoga posing that went down. My uncle Dale started it! A guy at the next table even took a go at a standing split, using a beer stein for balance.