Last night, to celebrate Hubby's birthday, and also the homecoming of our son from his holiday trip to Lebanon, I roasted ten pounds of chicken, with about five pounds of potatoes, all slathered in a potent garlic sauce. This, and a huge salad with lemon juice and olive oil and fresh garlic dressing, along with pita bread, olives, and shanklish, were the dinner Hubby and I and all the kids and grand baby sat and feasted on - along with copious wine - while Peter told stories of his adventures in Lebanon. I'm telling you, Sicily has NOTHING on that little town in the mountains, for rough, hilarious misbehavior!
   My favorite people on the planet filled my house last night.
   I wish that cat would quit stomping around........  😏