Last night was the weekly potluck barbecue at Stuart’s place. I keep meaning to photograph the feast before we devour it like the bunch of ravenous animals we are, but I never think of it until afterwards.
Here’s what I brought to the potluck, only mine weren’t as pretty…this is the photo from the epicurious.com site, where I got the recipe.
BANANA-BLACK BEAN EMPANADAS
Here’s Stuart, our perennial host and chief barbecuer:
And here’s Stuart’s $200 stainless steel stockpot, in which we cook the corn (that’s the royal we: my job is to tell Steven when 10 minutes is up):
Look! Jello Shooters! I’ve never had one before…I think I’ll have three.
This is John. John made those crowd-pleasing jello shooters:
Zita says “Don’t you be bloggin’ me!”
But I blogged her anyway. This is Zita eating mussels.
I’d blog Pat, but I’m afraid she really means it when she says “You blog me and you’re dead.”