(Gnarly in this situation meaning a bit of a sweet potato-y, flour-y, sticky mess more worm-shaped than gnocchi-shaped, but tasty in the end and enjoyed by all)
I also ended up baking rockfish instead of searing halibut, and the green salad with pears and warm chevre toasts evolved into green salad minus pears and chevre minus toasts. The pears and chevre joined forces later in the game, though, and were SUPERB! Everyone felt very French.
In the end the moral of the story is that good beer + yummy food = difficult to mess up. One would have to be a black belt in spazznometry to goof that combo up.
In other news, here is the latest design projay:

He is going on our family portrait wall as soon as I get him back.
Okay. I am having trouble thinking clearly. I need to go suck fresh air through a straw or something. I love you all.
Francois
ps- House health care reform bill approved 220-215!
That is all.
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