I haven’t made or written anything noteworthy in a long while (apologies…), but a recent kitchen inspiration sparked a marriage proposal.
After assembling my Smoked Salmon Roll Ups in “mini-bite” form (hence II), I toted them to a friendly gathering. One fellow took a bite of the creamy goat cheese filling laced with fresh dill, lemon zest, a squeeze of lemon juice, capers, and freshly ground black pepper, ate six more (two at a time!) and asked: “Will you marry me?”
I grinned and said: “No, but I’ll cater.” :)
His lovely, life-long wife (nearby) grinned, too. I love sharing food and smiles!
Enjoying camaraderie and appetizers at The Lake,
~ Kim
Love your humour, Kimby! Salmon with cheese anytime! xoxo
Shirley, life’s been pretty sedate lately, but this incident tickled me enough to “share” (particularly because it included smoked salmon, lol!) — I was just telling my son about you yesterday (what a wonderful online friend you’ve been throughout the years, what different worlds we live in, etc., but how much we appreciate each other’s perspectives) and it’s always a delight to hear from you, xo. Thank you!
I could eat a few of those right now! I hope your life is getting more evened out and you’ll soon be able to blog when you like.
best… mae at maefood.blogspot.com
Thank you so much, Mae — here’s to life evening out soon — thankfully, I’m the patient sort and it sounds like you are, too. Smoked salmon helps! :)