(Yeah, not a particularly funny comment, but Bazzukajoe, that virtuoso of bad-taste, has inspired me with his cruise-ship advice to Big Vin: "Try not to annoy Marie too much or you might get Klinghoffered." The man is insane.)
One upshot of last night's giant grocery haul: there is right now a mega-batch of meatballs simmering on the stovetop. I got started at about 9 a.m. with a larger-than-I-thought package of ground meat (beef, pork, veal). I trasnformed them into small, dark-brown pearls of enjoyment, and then drowned the whole lot with the contents of a 6-lb can of tomato puree.I got enough red sauce to feed the Red Army (for when they get here).
And speaking of playing offense, Cookie and Mojo played their first actual game of flag football yesterday. And they both made great plays! Cookie ran the ball in for his team's only touchdown! And Mojo, who played center for the first half, plucked the flag off the other team's ball-carrier in the second half. The game ended in a 6-6 tie and I think everyone went home happy.