The workshop officially starts tomorrow. Today, a friend of mine came in and helped me set up — wait. Let me back up. When I got in last night, I discovered that my parents had already done everything. Beds were made, conference tables were set up in the workshop room. I mean… really.
So my friend and I headed out to the store to pick up groceries. She made walnut cake and bakclava. I made dinner.
The Menu
Quinoa Mushroom Risotto
Sauteed Mizuna greens with olive oil and lemon
Green salad with shitake vinaigrette.
Our first guests arrived around 5:00 and the rest of the gang showed up around 11:00. We’ve got another bunch of folks arriving tomorrow. I was relieved to see that I wasn’t the only one that was still frantically reading manuscripts.
Which I need to go back to doing now.
That was very nice of your parents. They sound a lot like mine. The menu sounds exotic, or is it because I am a very boring cook? Either way, sounds fun.
It doesn’t taste like an exotic menu, but they are not common ingredients.