It’s Saturday Morning.
First, I feel that I must start off by apologizing to my husband for waking him up to the smell of cabbage being sauteed with bacon, neither of which he wants to have anything to do with. I was going to say that he was lucky that I didn’t top it off with vinegar when I plated it, but as soon as I finish this post that’s exactly what I’m going to do. There’s enough left in the pan for a second bowlful. Maybe I’ll use soy sauce on that serving and pretend its Moo Shu Pork.
Yesterday, when I was driving around town, I thought of the perfect witty blog post but I didn’t write it down and I can’t remember a thing about it now. So this is what you get.