What was happening this weekend-
Yesterday, I made an apple-caramel tarte tatin. It came out so pretty and it was delicious.
I inverted in on to a plate; snapped a picture of the applely-carmelly-almondly goodness. I was pleased at how well it turned out.
However, I unintentionally deleted the photo and can’t show you how pretty and appealing it was.
This is before turning it out onto a plate.
Friday, I made (eight) ciabatta rolls for Italian sandwiches. We filled them with Salami, picante provolone cheese, paper thin-cut veggies and homemade Italian sub dressing.
Today, Tom made us a delicious brunch. He made eggs, bacon and cheese galettes. For sides, he cooked hash browns and sausage.
Looks good and hit the spot on the cold, Sunday morn.
Weekends, for us, are rather nondescript. But, they weren’t always that way. As one gets older they seem to, unmemorably, fade away.
There was a time when we couldn’t wait for the weekend. They were always filled with family and fun. We made so many good and fun memories.
As they say,
“C’est la vie and Bon Appétit!”