Caprese

For those of you (and you know who you are) that were under the impression that I ate 3 pieces of cheese/tomato/herb/olive oil glory AKA caprese, you need to READ the post. Read it. Did you read it again? You may have noticed that I said I prepared a special plate just to take a picture of it for you all to enjoy. The plate that I ate (before I wolfed down the special plate) was 2' x 2' and when I was done there were bite marks on the edges. The dish is meant to be an appetizer, as no one should eat a pound of fresh mozzarella in one serving. However, I fucking love the stuff and I ate until I was full. Then I made a purdy plate on my Noritake china (pattern Silverdale) for you all to oohh and aahh over.

Since we are talking about my china, my father bought it in Japan when he was in the Navy, way back before I was even a gleam in his eye. He bought a twelve place setting set with all the extras, and never opened it. When I married H1, he gave it to me. I love my china. It is simple and elegant and I will always think of my dad when I use it. I miss him. He'll be gone 4 months tomorrow.

One last thing, we are ALL working on our language in the Sam household, as it obviously has gotten out of fucking control. Ha, ha, ha. So I can write fuck, I just can't say it. And Chicken can think it, but not write or say it. We'll see how we do!