You probably don't remember, but I bashed on ham steaks on an earlier post. Whatever.
My friend Ben told me he purchased one from the Copley farmer's Market and invited me over for dinner. He cooked the ham steak in a pan with maple syrup from his family's place in Vermont with pineapples. I contributed with peppers and onions also purchased from the farmer's market that I fried with a meat marinade he had laying around--it came out pretty good. I brought over garlic cheddar spread and whole wheat toasties from Deluca's Market on Charles St. too.
We poured the veggies over some brown rice and patted ourselves on the back for accomplishing a great meal. Mojitos made with fresh mint complemented the sense of gratification and content.
However, our friend Emily contributed nothing. Bitch.
2 comments:
how many people were in that apartment? Who sat on top of who? was there room to digest?
well, it was tough with the jacksons hanging out in there too...
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